It's been passed down Gold leaf and worn out leather It leaves no doubt between what's right and wrong I found a note stuck in the pages It looks like Grandpa's writing The ink is getting faded, but the truth is just as strong
Where can you go when you ain't getting nowhere? Every turn is a dead-end road The rain starts to fall and you're so lost out there Really only one place I know When your whole world falls to pieces And you don't know how to build it back There's a red-letter blueprint in King James black
I'll admit I left it on that night stand Until the dust on it started settling on my soul Yeah, but ain't it just like Jesus to keep his arms wide open? When I bring Him all my broken, He always makes me whole
Where can you go when you ain't getting nowhere? Every turn is a dead-end road The rain starts to fall and you're so lost out there Really only one place I know When your whole world falls to pieces And you don't know how to build it back There's a red-letter blueprint in King James black
It's been passed down Gold leaf and worn out leather Oh, it leaves no doubt between what's right and wrong
Where can you go when you ain't getting nowhere? Every turn is a dead-end road The rain starts to fall and you're so lost out there Really only one place I know When your whole world falls to pieces You don't know how to build it back There's a red-letter blueprint Yeah, there's a red-letter blueprint There's a red-letter blueprint in King James black In King James blackTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
