written by Rosanne Cash Chelcait Music administered by Bug Music (BMI)
I stand here by the Western Wall Maybe a little of that wall stands inside us all I shove my prayers in the crack I've got nothing to lose, no one to answer back All these years I've brought up for review Wasn't taught this but I learned something new And to answer the distant call At the Western Wall
I've got a heart full of fear And I offer it up on this altar of tears Red dust settles deep in my skin I don't know where it starts and where I begin It's a crumbling pile of broken stones It ain't much but it might be home If I ever loved a place at all It's the Western Wall
I don't know if God was ever a man But if she was I think I understand Why he found a place to break his fall Near the Western Wall
