not over, not over, not over, not over yet You still want me, don't you It's not over, not over, not over, not over yet 'Cos I can see through you It's not over, not over
Traducere: Graţie. Peste toate acestea, nu.
Traducere: Graţie. Este nu sa terminat.
of gods But the apostle Paul said in his scripture We are troubled on every side, yet not in distressed We are perplexed but not in dispair Persecuted but not
m feeling sad (yeah) I'm feeling sad (yeah) I'm feeling sad (yeah) I'm feeling sad (yeah) Sitting in a hotel room A thousand miles away from nowhere Sloped over
old soul of America Ms America, you've been a very bad girl you nearly disgraced humanity in the eyes of the world vanity has took you over- you're not
feeling 'ock? (how you feel?) My floors come up, walls spin, ceiling drop (DROP!) Not the crib that's the car when I wheel or not (not a house) Plus
Taking one day at a time And deliverance has many faces But grace is an aquaintance of mine Tell me, how could it have happened? You know, that we're not
I'll tell you in one sentence. The truth should not have broken you. You know I'd never turn away, Not in your darkest hour. I won't reiterate the immense
whim It doesn't fit the plan V. Oracle: The Dream ... "I guess it was a dream, but even now it all seems so vivid to me. Clearly yet I see the beckoning
I do not love you the way I did when we met There are secrets and arguments that I haven't finished yet It's only that grace has outlived our regrets
kids should know His hand was sore from All the gravel rash Would he get it back It looked just like the tracks He must not take his shoes off yet His
a spell over you Beauty emanates from every word that you say And capture the deepest thoughts in the purest and simplest of ways But you see I'm not that graceful
you wit him If you love him, stay wit him, if not, don't play wit him 'Cause feelings run deep, my emotions make niggas Do things they might regret, I don't wanna bang wit him over
your glow is graceful Notice I had to shout-you-out on something slow and tasteful For my girl, I miss every minute I don't embrace you You better not
made within an innocent breath A veil around an existence Accursed with a solitary death Dancing a line of unending decline Over chasms I knew not to
clearly, and still they catch me the quicksand's pulling me down. I'm not the same, I can't sleep nights and now i'm calling your name when I do. and yet
choir No sound of distant drumming He may not be the Cavalcade Tall and graceful, fair and strong Doesn't matters just as long as He comes on home But not
