Climb The Hill 歌词
| 歌曲 | Climb The Hill |
| 歌手 | White Heart |
| 专辑 | Nothing But The Best - Rock Classics |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| from the back of the crowd he was straining to see | |
| the arc of a body in agony | |
| that morning he'd heard the anger, the noise | |
| but somehow this passion had stolen their voice | |
| oh, he longed to believe in this magical man | |
| heard the tale of His wonders throughout all the land | |
| the alchemy of a lonely soul | |
| pours love into sadness and turns it to gold | |
| now the wood and the nails | |
| have captured those magical hands | |
| yet deep in His eyes | |
| burned a vision he could not understand | |
| in the back of the noon he felt a chill | |
| for those eyes stared at him, crushing his will | |
| drawing him closer, closer still | |
| climb the hill | |
| now the movers shake and the shakers move | |
| crushing the innocent under their shoes | |
| their dark wounded cries spill like blood on the land | |
| and I can't seem to feel my heart or my hands | |
| cry out all you people | |
| cry out for liberty | |
| come young and old | |
| let us fall down on bended knee | |
| let the dew of heaven wash over us all | |
| let His love and His passion cover us all | |
| drawing us closer, closer still | |
| climb the hill | |
| iron curtains are torn in two | |
| the living dead can break out of their tombs | |
| hope will arise from the ashes of doom | |
| climb | |
| climb | |
| climb the hill | |
| © 1994 Word Music/ASCAP (a division of Word, Inc.) & Britt-n-Brenn Music/ASCAP |
| from the back of the crowd he was straining to see | |
| the arc of a body in agony | |
| that morning he' d heard the anger, the noise | |
| but somehow this passion had stolen their voice | |
| oh, he longed to believe in this magical man | |
| heard the tale of His wonders throughout all the land | |
| the alchemy of a lonely soul | |
| pours love into sadness and turns it to gold | |
| now the wood and the nails | |
| have captured those magical hands | |
| yet deep in His eyes | |
| burned a vision he could not understand | |
| in the back of the noon he felt a chill | |
| for those eyes stared at him, crushing his will | |
| drawing him closer, closer still | |
| climb the hill | |
| now the movers shake and the shakers move | |
| crushing the innocent under their shoes | |
| their dark wounded cries spill like blood on the land | |
| and I can' t seem to feel my heart or my hands | |
| cry out all you people | |
| cry out for liberty | |
| come young and old | |
| let us fall down on bended knee | |
| let the dew of heaven wash over us all | |
| let His love and His passion cover us all | |
| drawing us closer, closer still | |
| climb the hill | |
| iron curtains are torn in two | |
| the living dead can break out of their tombs | |
| hope will arise from the ashes of doom | |
| climb | |
| climb | |
| climb the hill | |
| 1994 Word Music ASCAP a division of Word, Inc. BrittnBrenn Music ASCAP |
| from the back of the crowd he was straining to see | |
| the arc of a body in agony | |
| that morning he' d heard the anger, the noise | |
| but somehow this passion had stolen their voice | |
| oh, he longed to believe in this magical man | |
| heard the tale of His wonders throughout all the land | |
| the alchemy of a lonely soul | |
| pours love into sadness and turns it to gold | |
| now the wood and the nails | |
| have captured those magical hands | |
| yet deep in His eyes | |
| burned a vision he could not understand | |
| in the back of the noon he felt a chill | |
| for those eyes stared at him, crushing his will | |
| drawing him closer, closer still | |
| climb the hill | |
| now the movers shake and the shakers move | |
| crushing the innocent under their shoes | |
| their dark wounded cries spill like blood on the land | |
| and I can' t seem to feel my heart or my hands | |
| cry out all you people | |
| cry out for liberty | |
| come young and old | |
| let us fall down on bended knee | |
| let the dew of heaven wash over us all | |
| let His love and His passion cover us all | |
| drawing us closer, closer still | |
| climb the hill | |
| iron curtains are torn in two | |
| the living dead can break out of their tombs | |
| hope will arise from the ashes of doom | |
| climb | |
| climb | |
| climb the hill | |
| 1994 Word Music ASCAP a division of Word, Inc. BrittnBrenn Music ASCAP |
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