Song | All That I Have Sown |
Artist | Bebo Norman |
Album | Big Blue Sky |
作曲 : Cash, Norman | |
I believe when they put her in the ground | |
I think they buried part of me | |
Because I've been searching, | |
I've been looking all around | |
But I cannot find the heart of me, the heart of me | |
So I'll put my fingers in this soil upon her grave | |
And I will plant for her a garden | |
And every flower, a reminder of her face | |
Will grow up graceful as a pardon | |
And all that grows is her story told | |
As life unfolds here before us | |
The peace | |
I've found in this broken ground | |
I can see her in the harvest...of all that | |
I have sown | |
Long before | |
I was covered up in gray | |
Before the old had bent my bones | |
We grew our children in the red | |
Georgia clay | |
They were our garden and our home | |
And all that grows is our story told | |
As life unfolds here before | |
The peace we found in that broken ground | |
I can see them in the harvest...of all that | |
I have sown | |
And when my life is done | |
I pray the kingdom come | |
And take me to | |
Glory It's living inside me | |
It was planted like a seed | |
All to tell a story | |
I believe when they put me in the ground | |
There will remain a part of me | |
Because I've been seraching and the joy that | |
I have found | |
Is living in my family...it's all that | |
I have sown |
zuò qǔ : Cash, Norman | |
I believe when they put her in the ground | |
I think they buried part of me | |
Because I' ve been searching, | |
I' ve been looking all around | |
But I cannot find the heart of me, the heart of me | |
So I' ll put my fingers in this soil upon her grave | |
And I will plant for her a garden | |
And every flower, a reminder of her face | |
Will grow up graceful as a pardon | |
And all that grows is her story told | |
As life unfolds here before us | |
The peace | |
I' ve found in this broken ground | |
I can see her in the harvest... of all that | |
I have sown | |
Long before | |
I was covered up in gray | |
Before the old had bent my bones | |
We grew our children in the red | |
Georgia clay | |
They were our garden and our home | |
And all that grows is our story told | |
As life unfolds here before | |
The peace we found in that broken ground | |
I can see them in the harvest... of all that | |
I have sown | |
And when my life is done | |
I pray the kingdom come | |
And take me to | |
Glory It' s living inside me | |
It was planted like a seed | |
All to tell a story | |
I believe when they put me in the ground | |
There will remain a part of me | |
Because I' ve been seraching and the joy that | |
I have found | |
Is living in my family... it' s all that | |
I have sown |