From the time I open my eyes Lord I am in fight for my life A simple soul that once was cast out No living large in luxury's lap First prayer that comes to my lips
Oh lord, don't let me slip back into temptation's arms I'm the son of a prodigal son
Inherited prayers have met Forewarned trials at an early age I learned to walk Through the cleansing fires I have tried to drown the voice of doubt But stayed captured by a spirit I couldn't live without First prayer that comes to my lips
Oh lord, don't let me slip Back into temptation's arms I'm the son of a prodigal son Desire has whispered on the wind Has caused the many loss of family and friends First prayer that comes to my lips Oh lord, don't let me slip back into temptation's arms I'm the son of a prodigal son
When I was young, family helped a man Hitchhiking his way across Beulah land He was a prayer warrior, a prayer warrior Prayer warrior and a medicine manTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
