There's some things I know to be true. Snow is white and the ocean is blue. Rain is wet when it falls from the sky. And the stars come out every night.
There's some things I know to be true. Snow is white, and the ocean is blue. Rain is wet, and it falls from the sky. And the stars come out every night.
Jesus, tell my Father. I wanna be His child again. Tell Him what my name is. In case He's forgotten. . Tell Him I'm the woman at the well, drawing water.
I need to go down and wash my face. Deep in the river of my old home place. I need to walk in the waters, that once gave me life. Go over and walk the old railroad tracks.
Candles in the window. Lights are on the tree. Presents wrapped in ribbons. But something is missing here for me. . I'm sentimental and it's regrettable.
Bare feet on southern soil. Burning up in the August heat. Tall grass and butterflies. We're all praying for breeze. . I'm going down to the river. Gonna wade into my knees.
There's some things I know to be true. Snow is white and the ocean is blue. Rain is wet when it falls from the sky. And the stars come out every night.