And if your wings lay unbroken would they still unfold? And if we collaborate in synch then we would not fall So you tempt me into being what's sought
And if your wings lay unbroke would they still unfold And if we collaborate in synch then we would not fault So you tempt me into being what's sought
Übersetzung: Hundred Reasons. Antworten.
: Part nonsense, part lung test, sickness loved in these hands. Sought numbers for answers. In hundreds I said prayers. Missed some trains. Lost some
: Brother and sisters We are here for one reason And one reason alone To share our love of music I present to you Country music without produce, hey
t fear if you hear A foreign sound to your ear It's alright, Ma, I'm only sighing. As some warn victory, some downfall Private reasons great or small
I could, don't think I'd wanna hold on. So give me one good fucking reason why I should tighten my grip, I'll give you hundred of reasons that you should
: The point on the water, there's a change in the air, A vibe in the darkness but there's nobody there. I look for the reason but there's nothing to
anonymity I've got my self-respect You can't take that from me You've got to protect your interests You've got your enemies I've got a hundred reasons
it something you can't say, I'll stay all night, So tell me, so tell me, What is there to hide? I'm with you. A hundred reasons why, I can see it in
and not receive Just one more kiss before you turn and leave When love is over Over it should be But something still burns in me A hundred solid reasons The answers
ending, verdict still pending, born pretending Three-hundred billion men, women, and children Deja vu, could be I'm dreaming But we all ask for divine reason
Brothers and sisters We are here for one reason and one reason alone To share our love of music I present to you, country music without prejudice, hey
almost strained amidst clear manna from above. I crucified my hate and held the word within my hand. There's you, the time, the logic, or the reasons
So I'll go And keep getting stronger on the way... CHORUS: Not today, maybe not tomorrow Everything in time I am here for joy, I am here for sorrow There is a reason
Messages no one will ever hear Ten thousand messages a day A million more transmissions lay Victims of the laissez faire Ten thousand voices, a hundred guns A hundred
