| Song | Western Wall |
| Artist | Rosanne Cash |
| Album | 10 Song Demo |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Cash | |
| I stand here by the | |
| Western Wall | |
| Maybe a little of that wall | |
| Stands inside of us all | |
| I shove my prayers in the cracks | |
| I got nothing to lose | |
| No one to answer back | |
| All these years | |
| I've brought up for review | |
| I wasn't taught this but | |
| I learned something new | |
| I had to answer a distant call | |
| At the Western | |
| WallI've got a heart full of fear | |
| And I offer it up on this altar of tears | |
| Red dust settles deep in my skin | |
| I don't know where it stops | |
| And where | |
| I beginIt's a crumbling pile of broken stones | |
| It ain't much but it might be home | |
| If I ever loved a place at all, it's the | |
| Western Wall | |
| I don't know if | |
| God was ever a man | |
| But if She was, | |
| I think I understand | |
| Why He found a place to break his fall | |
| Near the Western | |
| Wall |
| zuo ci : Cash | |
| I stand here by the | |
| Western Wall | |
| Maybe a little of that wall | |
| Stands inside of us all | |
| I shove my prayers in the cracks | |
| I got nothing to lose | |
| No one to answer back | |
| All these years | |
| I' ve brought up for review | |
| I wasn' t taught this but | |
| I learned something new | |
| I had to answer a distant call | |
| At the Western | |
| WallI' ve got a heart full of fear | |
| And I offer it up on this altar of tears | |
| Red dust settles deep in my skin | |
| I don' t know where it stops | |
| And where | |
| I beginIt' s a crumbling pile of broken stones | |
| It ain' t much but it might be home | |
| If I ever loved a place at all, it' s the | |
| Western Wall | |
| I don' t know if | |
| God was ever a man | |
| But if She was, | |
| I think I understand | |
| Why He found a place to break his fall | |
| Near the Western | |
| Wall |
| zuò cí : Cash | |
| I stand here by the | |
| Western Wall | |
| Maybe a little of that wall | |
| Stands inside of us all | |
| I shove my prayers in the cracks | |
| I got nothing to lose | |
| No one to answer back | |
| All these years | |
| I' ve brought up for review | |
| I wasn' t taught this but | |
| I learned something new | |
| I had to answer a distant call | |
| At the Western | |
| WallI' ve got a heart full of fear | |
| And I offer it up on this altar of tears | |
| Red dust settles deep in my skin | |
| I don' t know where it stops | |
| And where | |
| I beginIt' s a crumbling pile of broken stones | |
| It ain' t much but it might be home | |
| If I ever loved a place at all, it' s the | |
| Western Wall | |
| I don' t know if | |
| God was ever a man | |
| But if She was, | |
| I think I understand | |
| Why He found a place to break his fall | |
| Near the Western | |
| Wall |