Y volveran los angeles A despertarse con tu cafe Pasara distraida la noticia de nosotros Y dicen que me servira Lo que no mata fuerza te da Mientras
Arrivera stringendomi Ed io saro gia li E sentiro i sintomi E non mi tradira Ma in fondo chi non ha talento insegna E quindi adesso imparero da te Mai
Well I surely can show you Where you can go stuffing the rest of your memories Another downer for the really down We used to run around the secret cemetery
They say that dancing is a way of life And all the untough had better think twice Well I'm not going to take it sitting down anymore It's time that we
We all take a turn, Matt Jacobson blows a peanut.
The sun had been up for a couple of hours Covered the ground with a layer of gold Spirits were high and the raining had stopped The larder was low but
In storybooks children grow up to become leaders. Innocence leads our young to fall victim to (we're not your slaves) the disadvantages our parents brought
Up from the depths we called him And the Lord reached out His hand His love fell down like water Blessed rain for a barren land We will not hide Him
See what love the Father has When He calls us all His own Children, let your praises ring For the grace our God has shown See what love the Father has
In my life, I ramble restlessly Far afield and far within, never finding answers Finding only empty promises My heart it seeks, but finds no peace And
We come to you Jesus the Lord, the Christ The Lamb of God sacrificed We hunger, Lord, for your presence here Fill our hearts, draw us near For at that
Refrain: I will never forget you For your name, I have carved on the palm of my hand Though the night may be empty You will hear me, for I will be calling
He lived and He walked with His people Healing, revealing wondrous signs And now, how you long for a simple feeling of healing in your life Looking for
Send the word that the King is coming Lift your voices up to the holy one Open wide, let the portal gates be opened Come and dwell with us, King of glory
Glory be to the Father For His glory, give praise To the Son, our redeemer Life and truth and the way Glory be to the Spirit Wisdom, comfort and guide
I dream of that day when we?ll see Him When petty contentions will cease When ?others? become as our ?brothers? And the world will live in peace And on
The spirit of the Lord is on me It whispers in my ear: ?Proclaim to all my people that the hour of the Lord is near? The melody your spirit sings me
I hear that the redeemer?s risen They say that He died to save But how can it be that He died and rose for me? Has the Lord defeated the grave? I hear