First Love. Amy Grant. You are my first love,. Sweet and gentle as the night.. Just being near you now,. Is like a lullaby.. All that I have I give away to follow you,.
Fight. Words & Music by Amy Grant,. Dean Huff, and Gary Chapman. Sung by Amy Grant. "I spent some time at the beach with Jeannie this past January. Being that.
Father's Eyes. By Amy Grant. I may not be every mother's dream for her little girl,. And my face may not grace the mind of everyone in the world.. But that's all right, as long as I can have one wish I pray:.
Faithless Heart. Written by Amy Grant, and Michael W. Smith. Sung by Amy Grant. At times the woman deep inside me. Wanders far from home,. And in my mind I live a life.
Faith-Walkin' People. By Amy Grant. Well, it seems with You. There is something new. Every time I turn around.. Oh, I never really know quite what to expect,.
I have known you all my life. Girl it seems to me. That you will always be. Very close to me, close to me. Very close to me now. No need to tell you now.
Bring me home to this house of many days. Just lay me on the floor, hard and cool as slate. You know I love it more and more, than before I ran away. It triggers off so many hurts, hurtful words and broken plates.
All the sailors with their seasick mamas. Hear the sirens on the shore. Singin' songs for pimps with tailors. Who charge ten dollars at the door. . You can really learn a lot that way.
Now the troubadours are outside the court. With their gramophones and rifles. And an awful cloud is daring to pour. Such a wild scene a 3-D picture Bible story.
All the prophets and deceivers. try to lead us all astray. We`re trusting only in the blade. and the path of destiny. Too proud to kneel. But not to bend.
I wrote the words of freedom. I've even sung the song. But freedom is for children. 'Cause they don't understand what's wrong. . The children are so very lucky.
Come on everybody, we're gonna' have a good time, yeah. Gimmie' all the love that's in ya', I'm gonna' give ya' mine. I wanna' hear some hand clappin'.
Oooo-oooo, oooo-oooo. Oooo-oooo, oooo-oooo. Oooo-oooo, oooo-oooo. Oooo-oooo, oooo-oooo, oooo-oooo, oooo-oooo, oooo-oooo. (repeat to fade).
Seems I got to have a change in scene. 'Cause every night I have the strangest dreams. Imprisoned by the way things used to be, yea. Left here on my own or so it seems.
Once I was playing down in Fort Wayne. Lost in the grain, you know what I'm saying?. But like I was saying the kids were swaying. To a rock 'n' roll beat confused in the wheat.
Take a look around you, can't you feel the disease. Some want to save their soul, some save the trees. The whole world is going down. Like a bottle rocket flies to its death and.
As I lay here. Looking toward the sky. Beauty fills my eyes. . And the wonders. Spread across the land. Painted with your hand. . Looking for where I belong.
remember me, think you know my name. i never knew how to play your game.. and could you, could you cry, for me yeah. and bleed your eyes my soul to keep.
Last night I dreamt a strange, peculiar dream. A child slept underneath a great bird's wing. Laid on the ground where warmth was found. Until he woke and crawled away on hands and knees.