You Grow Closer – Aretha Franklin

There’s a still, small voice saying to me
“Closer, grow closer to me”, hmm
In a whispered, whispered tone
Never leaves me all alone, hmm
Closer, closer, you grow closer to me
Oh, I want, I want to hear every message clear
And I want every word to come through, hmm
For if I’ll make it all in, I must walk
Walk on close to Him, hmm
I’ll come closer, I’m still closer
Yeah, you grow closer to Him