When your only friend just can't be found
And you got no-one to hang around
Call on me, baby I'll be your audience
When you're feeling low and coming down
And your feet ain't on the ground
Call on me, baby I'll be your audience
Well I know
You're gonna see your ship come in
Until it does I'll listen in
I know it's hard to get a break
Sometimes it's just too much to take
All that's gold ain't glistening
But when they close the door and close their ears
And even your dog don't hear
Call on me, baby I'll be your audience
Soon they will applaud your evеry sin
They'll say I knew her whеn
She was with me, baby they'll be your audience
Well I know
You're gonna see your ship come in
Until it does I'll listen in
I know it's hard to get a break
Sometimes it's just too much to take
All that's gold ain't glistening
But when they close the door and close their ears
And even your dog don't hear
Call on me, baby I'll be your audience
Call on me, baby I'll be your audience
Call on me, baby I'll be your audience
I’ll Be Your Audience was written by Lewis Anderson & Becky Hobbs.
I’ll Be Your Audience was produced by Joe Wissert.