I thought that we were one from all the nodding heads and how we sing along but there are still the ones that got the scene all wrong yeah you dance real
Sunday morning, in the summertime Over worship we hurlers climb Over mountains, valleys deep Those bells are ringing around our feet "Come! Take this
taken away we tend to think that man sas all the answers we think we know everything but we are wrong this world is cursed now its time to sentance
