Bats, bats, bats You think they'll hit you but they won't You think they nest in your hair But they don't
Bats, bats, bats You think that feathers is what they got You think they are a bird, but they are not The old adage "blind as a bat"
The truth is they can see But not as good as you and me Bats, bats, bats
I used to think that God was always serious And I could walk the fence
I must have been delirious Iwonder if He laughs I guess that I'm just curious
Bats, bats (Mexican FreeTail Bats) The God Jehovah is not feathers, wood, or stone The word became flesh And ascended to the throne
He walked he Earth like you and me And dwelling in our hearts is where He wants to be And dwelling in our hearts is where He wants to be
Bats, bats (Mexican Free Tail Bats) Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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