Song | Moving in my heart |
Artist | Neal Morse |
Album | Testimony |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Morse | |
Cherie and I got married | |
In my bass player's old back yard | |
My Mom and Dad tried | |
But they took my moving hard | |
We still didn't have much money | |
And soon kids were on the way | |
But more and more | |
I would go to church and pray | |
Like an opening door | |
Like a breeze through a window | |
Prying me apart | |
Like an opening door | |
Like a breeze through a window | |
Something started moving in my heart | |
The band started doing better | |
Back in 1998 | |
I started to think | |
Well maybe it's not too late | |
That big round ball of death inside | |
Something that I'd always had | |
I woke up one day | |
And realized I wasn't sad anymore | |
And the opening door | |
Like a breeze through a window | |
Prying me apart | |
Like an opening door | |
Like a breeze through a window | |
Something started moving in my heart | |
Oh Lord, my God are you calling me now? | |
Oh Lord, my God I can feel you now, oh |
zuo qu : Morse | |
Cherie and I got married | |
In my bass player' s old back yard | |
My Mom and Dad tried | |
But they took my moving hard | |
We still didn' t have much money | |
And soon kids were on the way | |
But more and more | |
I would go to church and pray | |
Like an opening door | |
Like a breeze through a window | |
Prying me apart | |
Like an opening door | |
Like a breeze through a window | |
Something started moving in my heart | |
The band started doing better | |
Back in 1998 | |
I started to think | |
Well maybe it' s not too late | |
That big round ball of death inside | |
Something that I' d always had | |
I woke up one day | |
And realized I wasn' t sad anymore | |
And the opening door | |
Like a breeze through a window | |
Prying me apart | |
Like an opening door | |
Like a breeze through a window | |
Something started moving in my heart | |
Oh Lord, my God are you calling me now? | |
Oh Lord, my God I can feel you now, oh |
zuò qǔ : Morse | |
Cherie and I got married | |
In my bass player' s old back yard | |
My Mom and Dad tried | |
But they took my moving hard | |
We still didn' t have much money | |
And soon kids were on the way | |
But more and more | |
I would go to church and pray | |
Like an opening door | |
Like a breeze through a window | |
Prying me apart | |
Like an opening door | |
Like a breeze through a window | |
Something started moving in my heart | |
The band started doing better | |
Back in 1998 | |
I started to think | |
Well maybe it' s not too late | |
That big round ball of death inside | |
Something that I' d always had | |
I woke up one day | |
And realized I wasn' t sad anymore | |
And the opening door | |
Like a breeze through a window | |
Prying me apart | |
Like an opening door | |
Like a breeze through a window | |
Something started moving in my heart | |
Oh Lord, my God are you calling me now? | |
Oh Lord, my God I can feel you now, oh |