's like a dream, no end and no beginning You're here with me, it's like a dream, let the choir sing When you call my name, it's like a little prayer
century, a buried mess of bones, help me Help me to give myself the way that you've given you Help me to be the helping hand that makes a dream come true Choir
Praises sing to Christ the King And peace to men on earth On Christmas Eve I dreamed I traveled all around the earth And in my dream I saw and heard
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choir sing but I hear now Instead all those unkind words you said I remember every little thing Almost your heart I did possess Almost you brought me happiness My dreams
and watch the wind blow This place is my cathedral And the choir's swaying just outside the window Everyone needs a day to dream, per chance Today I have yesterday to tempt me
was all hopped up on new wine And mama's gonna kill me If I get kicked out of the choir But you just gotta run them chariots Chariots, chariots Now here's a little
's like a dream No end and no beginning You're here with me it's like a dream Let the choir sing When you call my name it's like a little prayer I'm
like a dream, no end and no beginning. You're here with me, it's like a dream Let the choir sing. When you call my name, it's like a little Prayer.
's like a dream, no end and no beginning You're here with me, it's like a dream Let the choir sing When you call my name it's like a little prayer I'
sleeping sitting up, when a doctor came to tell me, "Enough is enough." He brought me out into the hall (I could have sworn it was haunted), and told me
a boat came towards me A flimsy disguise covered the devil Who sang from a song sheet of how modern life?s a bore In his choirboy's attire He sang me
year old soldier stumbled from a bar room He said, "I must be seeing things That bourbon hit me like a baseball bat" In Belfast, Ireland A little lady
choir sing But I hear now instead all those unkind words you said I remember every little thing Almost your heart I did possess almost you brought me happiness My dreams
Hear me say, someday I'll make a way Where did she go wrong and how did she get here? Living hard and looking older than her years Miss Little Bigtown
mom if everything has begun It's a song called Ce n'etait qu'un reve (It Was Only a Dream) And, since that day, the dream goes on Thanks mom. [End
clowns, cause they need it rough Make sure they never sleeping deep enough to dream of beating me, what My styles a little belligerent, isn't it? Considerin' that I'm belittling them, with little
In a tiny town where the biggest things Were the water tower and a young boy's dreams I believed In a little house of simple means Where doing without
