歌曲 | Bow Your Head |
歌手 | Lillian Axe |
专辑 | XI: The Days Before Tomorrow |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
I saw your photograph, a baby boy with … afflictions | |
I saw your mother as she laid beside your crib | |
I watched your father as he smiled and … gazed upon you son | |
Only wished he had a better life to give | |
Another day goes by that I don’t hang my head and cry | |
So shame on us as we all are waiting on | |
Sorrow life is not tomorrow | |
Bow your head, beneath the wings of angels as they come to take your hurt away | |
Bow your head, and all the world will take your hand and pave, | |
A golden road for you | |
Take these words I say and put them … underneath your pillow | |
And set your eyes upon, the crescent of the moon | |
Listen to the songs that lullabies to soothe your restless nights | |
Sung by ancients olds, the guardians of your fight | |
While your inspiration makes me such a better man | |
Know my child that you will one day be free | |
Free from all they day that binds you | |
Bow your head, beneath the wings of angels as they come to take your hurt away | |
Bow your head, and all the world will take your hand and pave, | |
A golden road for you | |
[Guitar solo] | |
While your inspiration makes me such a better man | |
Know my child that you’ll one day be free | |
Free from all they day that binds you | |
Bow your head, beneath the wings of angels as they come to take your hurt away | |
Bow your head, and all the world will take your hand and pave, | |
A golden road for you X 2 |
I saw your photograph, a baby boy with afflictions | |
I saw your mother as she laid beside your crib | |
I watched your father as he smiled and gazed upon you son | |
Only wished he had a better life to give | |
Another day goes by that I don' t hang my head and cry | |
So shame on us as we all are waiting on | |
Sorrow life is not tomorrow | |
Bow your head, beneath the wings of angels as they come to take your hurt away | |
Bow your head, and all the world will take your hand and pave, | |
A golden road for you | |
Take these words I say and put them underneath your pillow | |
And set your eyes upon, the crescent of the moon | |
Listen to the songs that lullabies to soothe your restless nights | |
Sung by ancients olds, the guardians of your fight | |
While your inspiration makes me such a better man | |
Know my child that you will one day be free | |
Free from all they day that binds you | |
Bow your head, beneath the wings of angels as they come to take your hurt away | |
Bow your head, and all the world will take your hand and pave, | |
A golden road for you | |
Guitar solo | |
While your inspiration makes me such a better man | |
Know my child that you' ll one day be free | |
Free from all they day that binds you | |
Bow your head, beneath the wings of angels as they come to take your hurt away | |
Bow your head, and all the world will take your hand and pave, | |
A golden road for you X 2 |
I saw your photograph, a baby boy with afflictions | |
I saw your mother as she laid beside your crib | |
I watched your father as he smiled and gazed upon you son | |
Only wished he had a better life to give | |
Another day goes by that I don' t hang my head and cry | |
So shame on us as we all are waiting on | |
Sorrow life is not tomorrow | |
Bow your head, beneath the wings of angels as they come to take your hurt away | |
Bow your head, and all the world will take your hand and pave, | |
A golden road for you | |
Take these words I say and put them underneath your pillow | |
And set your eyes upon, the crescent of the moon | |
Listen to the songs that lullabies to soothe your restless nights | |
Sung by ancients olds, the guardians of your fight | |
While your inspiration makes me such a better man | |
Know my child that you will one day be free | |
Free from all they day that binds you | |
Bow your head, beneath the wings of angels as they come to take your hurt away | |
Bow your head, and all the world will take your hand and pave, | |
A golden road for you | |
Guitar solo | |
While your inspiration makes me such a better man | |
Know my child that you' ll one day be free | |
Free from all they day that binds you | |
Bow your head, beneath the wings of angels as they come to take your hurt away | |
Bow your head, and all the world will take your hand and pave, | |
A golden road for you X 2 |