My son where you are, your running fast You can't hear me. I pled and pled for your soul, but you wouldn't listen, you just turned away.
In the garden I prayed alone, sweating drops of blood, from my anguished soul. Even then you layed there asleep not aware of the cold, that would tempt your very soul.
CHORUS 1: Be not deceived whatsoever a man sows that will he also reap. But I've come that you may have life, and life more abundantly, And I care. For I saw Satan fall like lightning, down from his place on high So be not weary because of him.
My son where you are, your running fast You can't hear me. I pled and pled for your soul, but you wouldn't listen, you just turned away.
CHORUS 2: I've made a decision to follow him, and he set me free, Oh and it's by his blood.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
