' army Beatin' on that big bass drum, oh yeah That's why I'm saved, saved I'm saved, saved I'm saved, saved I'm saved, saved Saved Saved Saved ...
saved by grace Now I grow and breathe in freedom With each breath of life I take I'm loved and forgiven backed with a living I'm just a sinner saved by grace Saved
译文: 该乐队. 保存.
译文: 盖瑟声乐团. 罪人保存由Grace.
There's a voice blowing over the mountain A voice I used to know I'll bet you ten it's her again That girl from long ago She wanted California Got Oregon
baby it's your saving grace You got to need a little lovin' Now baby it's your saving grace Hey, I feel alright Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Your saving
There are so many places You have roamed So many people You have known I know many of them you loved Some are here, some are gone None of them could
Spoken: The last wombat in Mecca. Take 1. There's some things I can't find Some are better left alone There are few things I won't find Some are
Inside her silver house, alone She sings a song Of water turned to sand She waits, her time is her own Inside her looking glass Black is the color
Motherless children have a hard time When their mother is gone Motherless children have a hard time When their mother is gone Motherless children
If you need me on a Monday and it's rainin' You go down 'bout Tuesday afternoon You'll be powerless and squirming by Wednesday You know you can't get
give me faith make me believe C'mon save me, save me Mister walking man, if you can C'mon save me, save me I said, a??Stranger if you pleasea?? Save me, save
Now I've made the decision To walk behind you in the dark for the rest of my life And I'll never show my face again Because it's too scarred and bloody
Y cada vez que mire hacia delante Tu mirada me llevara Dibujando veo el futuro como un nino me aventuro A la imaginacion Ese mundo Sin Bandera siempre
Tell me while you're jivin' While all my love is true All my lovin' and a huggin', baby It was meant for you Get yourself together, yeah Don't you tell
Angle sure has grown from the lady in the liquar store who keeps forgiven so com home maybe in time you'll understand only guns can save us as we pass by the band
band, droppin money bombs like a taliban (hallalla) we gettin arab money (money) u want this hook you gon' pay dat money save dat money give it to my
Jacques Lamure is a volunteer fireman He longs to give his life Saving a nice old man and his wife When their house is filled with flames Earning him
