There a hole the size of a cruel word

In a wounded heart somewhere that's learning to hide the pain

There's a thorn stuck in the conscience of

Someone who spoke a word in anger

And they can't wash away the stain, sorry's such a hard word to say

CHORUS

But while it's still called today, won't somebody make it right

Before the day slips into night and the moments waste away

While it is still called today, we've got to say the words

That are longing to be heard 'cause tomorrow may be too late

Go on and say what you need to say while it is still called today

There's a girl who's waiting day after day

To hear her daddy say