There's a checkered shirt lying folded at the foot of the stairs You'd wear it in December spill dinner down it every single year You were never famous except to those blessed to know your face You went on hundreds of adventures, and filled the room with wisdom and grace
Though it isn't easy I think that you were ready
Hallelujah He's coming home Hallelujah Hе's running down the road Mourning turns to dancing because wе know Hallelujah He's coming home
You left that old shirt with us ‘cause every day is Christmas up there Looked peaceful in your spirit, you knew that it is finished Every paper in your office holds a story I wish I had heard You spent your whole life sowing seeds, now trees are growing all around the world
Hallelujah He's coming home Hallelujah He's running down the road Mourning turns to dancing because we know Hallelujah He's coming home
Get the party started Play the music loud And let the carpet roll It's a celebration Come and join us Welcoming him home
Hallelujah He's coming home Hallelujah He's running down the road Mourning turns to dancing and we know Hallelujah He's coming homeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
