lookin' for I ain't your chosen one I got no one to throw this at For to blame myself For comin' home with my flask in hand Now full of fiery hell This is my confessionary hymn
James Taylor I got holy children to show me the light Singing hallelujah, brother how 'bout you. Yeah, we got a holy scriptures here that prove us to
Valley's deep and the mountain's so high If you want to see God, you've got to move on the other side You stand up there with your head in the clouds
Their spirits soar on high They wing with birds that float on by Your love and mine Their spirits with the breeze That gently plays the summer leaves
the drumbeat Can you hear the question, feel the reply? Can you hear the question, feel the reply? Hymn from a village The hymn from a village
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Source of all we hope or dread Sheepdog, jackyl, rattler, swan We hunt your face and long to trust That your hid mouth will say again let there be light
Source of all we hope or dread, sheepdog, jackal, rattler, swan. We hunt your face and long to trust that your hid mouth will say again let there be light
I got holy children to show me the light, singing hallelujah, brother how about you? Yeah, we got holy scriptures here that prove us to be right, in believing
Übersetzung: Die Barclay James Harvest. Hymne.
Übersetzung: Die Barclay James Harvest. Hymn For The Children.
Übersetzung: James. Hymn aus einem Dorf.
Übersetzung: Barclay James Harvest. Hymne.
Übersetzung: Taylor, James. New Hymn.
Übersetzung: Taylor, James. Hymne.
