歌曲 | Hands Of The Potter |
歌手 | Caedmon's Call |
专辑 | Back Home |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Goodgame | |
Lord if I'm the clay then | |
I've been left out in the sun | |
Cracked and dry, like mud from the sky | |
Still clinging to the prodigal sun | |
But I'm on my way back home | |
Yes I'm on my way back home | |
Into the hands | |
That made the wine from the water | |
Into the hands | |
The hands of the | |
PotterLord if | |
I'm the clay that let your living water flow | |
Soften up my edges | |
LordSo everyone will know | |
That I'm on my way back home | |
Yes I'm on my way back home | |
And Lord when you listen for the song of my life | |
Let it be, let it be, a song so sweet | |
Let it be, let it be, a song so sweet | |
Let it be, let it be, a song so sweet, let it be | |
Lord if I'm the clay then lay me down | |
On your spinning wheel | |
Shape me into something you can fill | |
With something real | |
And I'll be on my way back home | |
Yes I'm on my way back home |
zuo qu : Goodgame | |
Lord if I' m the clay then | |
I' ve been left out in the sun | |
Cracked and dry, like mud from the sky | |
Still clinging to the prodigal sun | |
But I' m on my way back home | |
Yes I' m on my way back home | |
Into the hands | |
That made the wine from the water | |
Into the hands | |
The hands of the | |
PotterLord if | |
I' m the clay that let your living water flow | |
Soften up my edges | |
LordSo everyone will know | |
That I' m on my way back home | |
Yes I' m on my way back home | |
And Lord when you listen for the song of my life | |
Let it be, let it be, a song so sweet | |
Let it be, let it be, a song so sweet | |
Let it be, let it be, a song so sweet, let it be | |
Lord if I' m the clay then lay me down | |
On your spinning wheel | |
Shape me into something you can fill | |
With something real | |
And I' ll be on my way back home | |
Yes I' m on my way back home |
zuò qǔ : Goodgame | |
Lord if I' m the clay then | |
I' ve been left out in the sun | |
Cracked and dry, like mud from the sky | |
Still clinging to the prodigal sun | |
But I' m on my way back home | |
Yes I' m on my way back home | |
Into the hands | |
That made the wine from the water | |
Into the hands | |
The hands of the | |
PotterLord if | |
I' m the clay that let your living water flow | |
Soften up my edges | |
LordSo everyone will know | |
That I' m on my way back home | |
Yes I' m on my way back home | |
And Lord when you listen for the song of my life | |
Let it be, let it be, a song so sweet | |
Let it be, let it be, a song so sweet | |
Let it be, let it be, a song so sweet, let it be | |
Lord if I' m the clay then lay me down | |
On your spinning wheel | |
Shape me into something you can fill | |
With something real | |
And I' ll be on my way back home | |
Yes I' m on my way back home |