I’ve been looking for some truth to sort out the mess in my head But I haven’t found it in me or in man Some say they want truth in order to sound sane But would they choose to have it if to have truth you choose pain To be weak is to be human to be humble is to gain oh, oh, oh, oh
I hide in the open wide as the young forsake the wise I abide in the storm and the eye Death removed me from its sight
I am longing for the hour when the dark will subside My hope needs to be strengthened every moment of the light But I see a haven for my weakened soul Where I know the shadow has no where to fall And even in the morning I will wake unto my call
I hide in the open wide as the young forsake the wise Love again your broken life Death has turned away its eyes Oh, death has turned away its eyesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
