Bob Ayala
Bob Ayala
Bob Ayala
Bob Ayala
Bob Ayala
Bob Ayala
Bob Ayala
Bob Ayala
Bob Ayala
Bob Ayala
Bob Ayala
Bob Ayala
Bob Ayala
Meet me at the summit
I got a call from my mom one day
She said son, you better come home
It's your father, and I think his time has come
We need you here, my son
The next day as I sat with him
Well, I told him everything that he meant to me
He couldn't move or speak but I know he understood everything
He sat up from that bed of pain
Looked into the next world and smiled as if to say
Meet me at the summit
As you climb this road of life one step at time
Should your faith begin to plummet?
Just hold on to Jesus and meet me at the borderline
I had a friend a long time ago
And to me, he was just like a brother
We always dreamed we'd make it big some day
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But Jesus call and I ansered Him
I said Danny, hey you can come too
But he refused to come and I watched him slowly fade out of view
I hope someday that he finds his way
Danny, if you're listening, I'm still praying that you
Meet me at the summit
As you climb this road of life one step at time
Should your faith begin to plummet?
Just hold on to Jesus and meet me at the borderline
This worlds a shadow cast from afar
It's like a door that's left hanging ajar
It's hanging ajar
Meet me at the summit
As you climb this road of life one step at time
Should your faith begin to plummet?
Just hold on to Jesus and meet me at the borderline