When I was a child Lord, I dreamed of away To sail across time to my forefather's day To share in the pain and glory they sought To walk in the fields where their battles were fought
Father in heaven Can you hear me crying across the winds of time
Young though I was Hearing stories of old I was hearing the lies as the truth they were told War is of boundaries, not of gods or sin The whispered in deaf ears to forget their sin
Father in heaven Can you hear me crying across the winds of timeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
