You're in one of those seasons. Everything seems to go so wrong. Wish I could give you a reason. But even I'm barely holding on. . When it's hard to find the answers.
Let the tempest and the flood. Shake your soul and spill your blood. Like an old song. Keep hold'n on. Let the people laugh at you. Call you names and say you're through.
In open fields of wild flowers. She breathes the air and flies away. She thanks her Jesus for the daisies. And the roses in no simple language. Someday she'll understand.
You promised me that You'd never leave, or let me go. You promised me that You'd love me through the highs and lows. You promised me You won't give me more than I can bear.
In open fields of wild flowers,. she breathes the air and flies away. She thanks her Jesus for the daises and the roses. in no simple language. Someday she'll understand the meaning of it all.
In open fields of wild flowers. She breathes the air and flies away. She thanks her Jesus for the daises and the roses. In no simple language. Someday she'll understand the meaning of it all.