Lord, make me an instrument of thy Peace.
Where there is
Comes a time for tears in the dark,
No need to
Wicked words embrace the darkness
For reasons too cruel
They hide in
Consider your laughter
Consider My tears
Consider My love
Consider
Sorry
I called to tell you that I'm sorry to have
I wanna float you like a cloud
I wanna drink you
Nobody gets a smooth ride(x4)
Every child will learn how the
An hour of this, a season of that
You'd better
Away we go again
Too early in the morning
Just one more
Wide-eyed wonder girl
Starin’ into the sky, wonderin’ why
It’s a good,
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