The Promise

Is this the rapture that I gave my life for? It's such a small thing, not what I'd hoped for Is this forgiveness for the sins that haunt me? So why'd this guilt feel strangely familiar? Is this the heaven that you said awaits me? I just see empty, nothing and no one Is this the promise that the faithful pray for? I'd call you liar, but can you hear me? If you could call out my name If you could call out my name If you could call out my name If you could call out my name If you could call out my name If you could call out my name If you could call, I'd believe