Words and Music by Geoff Bullock and Brian Houston. . Verse. We will not bow to the world,. We will bow down to the Lord,. Take up the fight, take up the armor,.
You can have the money, wheel it, deal it, win it all. You can have a lot of fashion, you can even own the mall. You can change your face into the person of your dreams.
By Bob Farrell & Eddie DeGarmo. . I walk along this winding road. Too many voices tell me which way to go. Sometimes this heart gets so confused. I need you Lord to show me.
Oh yeah. . Darling, did you know that I. I dream about you. Waiting for the look in your eyes. When we meet for the first time. . And darling, did you know that I.
What a cold winter night in New York. The wind whips under my skin. I need a shelter. I need a cup of soup. Snowflakes in the air. Breezes under women's dresses.
When we fall. When we fall. When we loose our grip. Let's lose it all. Let's lose control. . When we dive. When we dive. When we sink down deep. Let's drown tonight.
See the sun. Shine above your head. See the love. That you once had. Don't ever let go. Oh no. See the dreams. That you hold inside. See the hope. See the colours fly.
She turns she burns she feels concealed by someone that she doesn't know. She hopes some day he'll find his way into these tears that she weeps. She knows she gave she feels enslaved by what she gave too easily.
Did they let you go?. Or are you running still from them?. Are you just mesmerized by the way it is?. . Did you see your dream. Fade before your eyes?.
Who am I to say who belongs. I think how the scene could be so strong. I go by what is right and wrong. Can't accept the hate that comes along. You only fight when they back down.
Out of the darkness the torches are comin'. Clatter of hoofs and torches on roofs. Young bairns wailin', ships they are sailing. Burning off our homeland a new land to calm.
Well the summer time is comin'. And the trees are sweetly bloomin'. And the wild mountain thyme. Grows around the bloomin' heather. Will ye go lassie go.
So you broke your neck. At the age of 13. Said it's a rough break kid. Wonder what they're gonna do with me. . Don't feel bad for me 'cos. I feel bad for you.
Whiskey Scotch Whiskey. I need my scotch whiskey. And I'll drink my scotch whiskey. Until the day I die. . Whiskey Scotch Whiskey. I know my scotch Whiskey.
Dear darling,. I wonder how were gonna deal with. This ever changing weather. Because the picture in my mind isn't. Always still you and I together. I've been burning out at both ends.
Father comes on, mixes up another drink. And brother comes on, throws up in the kitchen sink. And sister dyes her mohawk green and pink. And mother's wonderin' what the neighbors are gonna think.
The daylight breaks, a picture show of endless takes;. And the music's coming through, on the radio. And I take my place, reluctantly I join the race;.
Sleep tonight little girl. Go right on through. No-one can wake you now. You're falling through your dreams. Sliding down every beam. Because you don't know how.
So you say that you are tired. And you want to make a deal. The way they see it turning. Well, that's not the way you feel. Well I've got news for you sunshine.
(4.33). She's 24, she's 25. She doesn't know what's true or lies. Where does she go?. Where does she go from here?. He's 21, he's 22. TV crap is all he knew.