I was driving to Damascus when a sandstorm rose The road disappeared and the axle froze I was low on gas and lower on hope I covered my eyes and I felt for the rope
The wind was howling and the air it stung I breathed in dust and it burned my lungs And through the dust a driver came Small and twisted and his face was plain
He said love them all All that you need when your heart is small Love them all You're gonna find them when they fall
It was not hard to make him out He simply spoke while I had to shout He asked me where you driving child? His voice was clear but his eyes were wild
I said I'm going to the city To meet the high and proud And let them know that anger Is the nature of the crowd
He said love them all All that you need when your heart is small Love them all You're gonna find them when they fall
Love them all All that you need when your heart is small Love them all You're gonna find them when they fall
He said your words are lost on the dead When you belong to them Once I was dead and I knew the words Of those dry and hollow men
And he took the rope and he hitched me up Freed me from the dust And he helped me round the pilgrims up And lead them to the bus
He said love them all All that you need when your heart is small Love them all You're gonna find them when they fall
Love them all All that you need when your heart is small Love them all You're gonna find them when they fall
Love them all All that you need when your heart is small Love them all You're gonna find them when they fallTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
