I am no speaker, i fumble all of my words When something needs saying Only makes it worse
I heard you calling and i turned the other way There was nothing left that i wanted less Than to say what you said to say
Send out a light from the belfry Send out a light from the ivory towers Send out a light from the belfry Telling the hour to go
He was no prophet no proper lineage Just a herdsman out working A sower of the sycamore fig
They called him amos, giver of the word When something needed saying He put it into verse
Crying send out a light from the belfry Send out a light from the ivory towers Send out a light from the belfry Telling the hour to go
If i falter, when i fall along the way Let the laughter cover up the doubter I don't need the doubter weighing in
And send out a light from the belfry Send out a light from the ivory towers Send out a light from the belfry Telling the hour to goTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
