Don't come to me with your sorrows anymore. I don't need to know. How bad you're feeling today. I declare I've had my share. And I've heard it all before.
Long ago a young man sits and plays his waiting game. But things are not the same it seems as in such tender dreams. Slowly passing sailing ships and Sunday afternoon.
Little David, play on your harp, hallelu, hallelujah, little David,. Play on your harp, hallelujah.. Little David, play on your harp, hallelu, hallelujah, little David,.
Hand me down my golden crown and let me ride. Don't deny the highway in my soul. Jump and sing that silver thing that I feel inside. Hallelujah let that big wheel roll.
James Taylor. Long ago a young man sits and plays his waiting game. But things are not the same it seems as in such tender dreams. Slowly passing sailing ships and Sunday afternoon.
James Taylor. Little David, play on your harp. Hallelu, hallelu, little David. Play on your harp, hallelujah. Little David, play on your harp. hallelu, hallelu, little David.
James Taylor. Hand me down my golden crown and let me ride. Don't deny the highway in my soul. Jump and sing that silver thing that I feel inside. Hallelujah let that big wheel roll.
Lonely by day, empty and cold;. Only to say lo and behold.. Deep in the night, down in my dreams;. Most glorious sight this soul has seen... There's a well on the hill; you just can't kill for Jesus;.