It's pretty cute the way she tucks me in at dawn. And how I pray that I never should sin again. Uh oh. Here it comes. It's goin over my head. It's over my head.
It's not so simple anymore Sometimes it. can't be done but then there is wisdom To. fix a broken door, and throw away the key. Reject what doesn't matter Ooh... It's not.
Perfect peace. Mountains robed in glory, coming into view. Father speaks, son becomes the story. Essence of all true. . I saw what cannot be seen. She spoke to me.