Song | Stained Glass Masquerade |
Artist | Casting Crowns |
Album | Lifesong |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Hall, Nordeman | |
Is there anyone that fails? | |
Is there anyone that falls? | |
Am I the only one in church today | |
Feelin' so small?' | |
Cause when | |
I take a look around | |
Everybody seems so strong | |
I know they'll soon discover | |
That I don't belong | |
So I tuck it all away, like every thing's okay | |
If I make them all believe it, maybe | |
I'll believe it too | |
So, with a painted grin, | |
I play the part again | |
So, everyone will see me the way that | |
I see them | |
Are we happy plastic people | |
Under shiny plastic steeples | |
With walls around our weakness | |
And smiles to hide our pain? | |
But if the invitation's open | |
To every heart that has been broken | |
Maybe then we close the curtain | |
On our stained glass masquerade | |
Is there anyone who's been there? | |
Are there any hands to raise? | |
Am I the only one who's traded | |
In the altar for a stage? | |
The performance is convincing | |
And we know every line by heart | |
Only when no one is watching | |
Can we really fall apart | |
But would it set me free | |
If I dared to let you see | |
The truth behind the person | |
That you imagine me to be? | |
Would your arms be open? | |
Or would you walk away? | |
Would the love of | |
JesusBe enough to make you stay? | |
Are we happy plastic people | |
Under shiny plastic steeples | |
With walls around our weakness | |
And smiles to hide our pain? | |
But if the invitation's open | |
To every heart that has been broken | |
Maybe then we close the curtain | |
On our stained glass masquerade | |
Are we happy plastic people | |
Under shiny plastic steeples | |
With walls around our weakness | |
And smiles to hide our pain? | |
But if the invitation's open | |
To every heart that has been broken | |
Maybe then we close the curtain | |
On our stained glass masquerade | |
Is there anyone that fails? | |
Is there anyone that falls? | |
Am I the only one in church today | |
Feelin' so small? |
zuo qu : Hall, Nordeman | |
Is there anyone that fails? | |
Is there anyone that falls? | |
Am I the only one in church today | |
Feelin' so small?' | |
Cause when | |
I take a look around | |
Everybody seems so strong | |
I know they' ll soon discover | |
That I don' t belong | |
So I tuck it all away, like every thing' s okay | |
If I make them all believe it, maybe | |
I' ll believe it too | |
So, with a painted grin, | |
I play the part again | |
So, everyone will see me the way that | |
I see them | |
Are we happy plastic people | |
Under shiny plastic steeples | |
With walls around our weakness | |
And smiles to hide our pain? | |
But if the invitation' s open | |
To every heart that has been broken | |
Maybe then we close the curtain | |
On our stained glass masquerade | |
Is there anyone who' s been there? | |
Are there any hands to raise? | |
Am I the only one who' s traded | |
In the altar for a stage? | |
The performance is convincing | |
And we know every line by heart | |
Only when no one is watching | |
Can we really fall apart | |
But would it set me free | |
If I dared to let you see | |
The truth behind the person | |
That you imagine me to be? | |
Would your arms be open? | |
Or would you walk away? | |
Would the love of | |
JesusBe enough to make you stay? | |
Are we happy plastic people | |
Under shiny plastic steeples | |
With walls around our weakness | |
And smiles to hide our pain? | |
But if the invitation' s open | |
To every heart that has been broken | |
Maybe then we close the curtain | |
On our stained glass masquerade | |
Are we happy plastic people | |
Under shiny plastic steeples | |
With walls around our weakness | |
And smiles to hide our pain? | |
But if the invitation' s open | |
To every heart that has been broken | |
Maybe then we close the curtain | |
On our stained glass masquerade | |
Is there anyone that fails? | |
Is there anyone that falls? | |
Am I the only one in church today | |
Feelin' so small? |
zuò qǔ : Hall, Nordeman | |
Is there anyone that fails? | |
Is there anyone that falls? | |
Am I the only one in church today | |
Feelin' so small?' | |
Cause when | |
I take a look around | |
Everybody seems so strong | |
I know they' ll soon discover | |
That I don' t belong | |
So I tuck it all away, like every thing' s okay | |
If I make them all believe it, maybe | |
I' ll believe it too | |
So, with a painted grin, | |
I play the part again | |
So, everyone will see me the way that | |
I see them | |
Are we happy plastic people | |
Under shiny plastic steeples | |
With walls around our weakness | |
And smiles to hide our pain? | |
But if the invitation' s open | |
To every heart that has been broken | |
Maybe then we close the curtain | |
On our stained glass masquerade | |
Is there anyone who' s been there? | |
Are there any hands to raise? | |
Am I the only one who' s traded | |
In the altar for a stage? | |
The performance is convincing | |
And we know every line by heart | |
Only when no one is watching | |
Can we really fall apart | |
But would it set me free | |
If I dared to let you see | |
The truth behind the person | |
That you imagine me to be? | |
Would your arms be open? | |
Or would you walk away? | |
Would the love of | |
JesusBe enough to make you stay? | |
Are we happy plastic people | |
Under shiny plastic steeples | |
With walls around our weakness | |
And smiles to hide our pain? | |
But if the invitation' s open | |
To every heart that has been broken | |
Maybe then we close the curtain | |
On our stained glass masquerade | |
Are we happy plastic people | |
Under shiny plastic steeples | |
With walls around our weakness | |
And smiles to hide our pain? | |
But if the invitation' s open | |
To every heart that has been broken | |
Maybe then we close the curtain | |
On our stained glass masquerade | |
Is there anyone that fails? | |
Is there anyone that falls? | |
Am I the only one in church today | |
Feelin' so small? |