This Is The Final Call - 2

The airport was overcrowded but I made a friend

Had no intentions to be chatting, Portuguese I don’t comprehend

I listened carefully but I couldn’t understand

So I asked a kind stranger to lend me a hand

It wasn’t long before we started to share

Some comforting words and in a silent prayer

This kind stranger bowed His head and I did too

His aura seemed to have embraced me, because then I knew

Everything had changed, from that moment on

Flight information was clear, my uncertainties were gone

It was as if a Comforter came and shed His light

Nothing seemed impossible, I felt greater insight

And when the friendly stranger left me I started to read

Little tracts I got in the hotel lobby about faith I should heed

Come some time later I asked forgiveness for my sins

Asked for acceptance and that my new life begins

Loud speaker distorted an announcement but I understood it all

Last call for Air France Flight 447, This Is The Final Call.