| I still have the message | 
| From the last time that you called | 
| I wish I hadn’t been so busy | 
| We could have talked about it all | 
| And when there’s no one else around | 
| I sit and listen to the sound of your voice | 
| Well you always had a way | 
| Of saying what I need to hear | 
| Some how you’d make that heavy | 
| On my shoulders disappear | 
| And I’m trying to carry through | 
| In a world without you and it ain’t easy, no | 
| They say there’s a cloud of witnesses | 
| Cheering everybody on | 
| And in that choir of angels | 
| I know you’re the loudest one | 
| Shouting «Keep your eyes on Jesus | 
| And whatever you do | 
| Don’t you dare give up the fight» | 
| Yeah, these days that what I hear | 
| When I hear voices from the other side | 
| Seems like I’m at a crossroads | 
| Almost every other day | 
| And standing there I find myself | 
| Wondering what you’d say | 
| When I’m tempted just to quit | 
| Feel like giving in, I remember, yes | 
| They say there’s a cloud of witnesses | 
| Cheering everybody on | 
| And in that choir of angels | 
| I know you’re the loudest one | 
| Shouting «Keep your eyes on Jesus | 
| And whatever you do | 
| Don’t you dare give up the fight» | 
| Yeah, these days that what I hear | 
| When I hear voices from the other side | 
| And when I close my eyes | 
| I can see you standing | 
| With the angels and the Saints | 
| I can hear you telling me | 
| «Whoa, well you just wait | 
| 'Cause there really is a heaven | 
| And it’s paved with streets of gold | 
| And there really is a Savior | 
| And he’s really on the throne | 
| And there’s no more separation | 
| No more sorrow, no more pain | 
| And there ain’t a single tear in sight | 
| And someday we’ll be together just rejoicin' | 
| Yeah these days that’s what I hear | 
| When I hear voices from the other side | 
| From the other side |