Casting Crowns - Prodigal

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Living on my own, thinking for myself
Castles in the sand, temporary wealth
Walls are falling down, storms are closing in
Tears have filled my eyes, here I am again

And I’ve held out as long as I can
Now I’m letting go and holding out my hand

Daddy, here I am again
Will You take me back tonight
I went and made the world my friend
And it left me high and dry
I drag Your name back through the mud
That You first found me in
Not worthy to be called Your son
Is this to be my end
Daddy, here I am
Here I am again

Curse this morning sun
Drags me in to one more day
Of reaping what I’ve sown
Of living with my shame
Welcome to my world
And the life that I have made
Where one day you’re a prince
The next day you’re a slave

Inne utwory

  • Hungry
  • While you were sleeping
  • Thy word
  • What this world needs
  • The altar and the door
  • Father, spirit, Jesus
  • Stained glass masquerade
  • Thy love
  • So much more
  • You alone
  • Does anybody hear her
  • The word is alive
  • East to west
  • Praise you with the dance
  • Slow fade

    • Losowe utwory

    Ask for more

    Yong gan zhui zhe shi zui hao de ji hui
    Gan jue xiang guan yi kou mao zhe pao de kuai le
    Xiang qian fei wu fa fu zhi de ti hui
    Wei you ni jie wo zhe ke

    Rang ke wang wu shen de zai shen zhang
    Ai ding bu zhi shi wang xiang
    Rang...

    Teenage kicks

    Are teenage dreams so hard to beat
    Everytime he walks down the street
    Another boy in the neighbourhood
    Wish he was mine - he looks so good

    I wanna hold you wanna hold you tight
    Get teenage kicks right through the night

    Miss you

    Yeah miss you..

    Tonight I feel so cold and lonely
    And baby you’re so far away
    The space between us keeps on growing
    How I wish that you could hear me when I say

    No no no no no no no
    wish you hear me saying
    no no no no no no no
    oh I miss...

    Zwykły list, choć wiersz

    Znasz krajobraz tamten twój i mój,
    bo nie obcy ci labirynt dróg.
    Snem powracasz może w ciepły wieczór
    dobrych wspomnień, dobrych przeczuć

    Wiatr - przyjaciel dawny twój i mój,
    mgła co snuła się znad łąk i pól.
    Dziś otulam płaszczem takie chwile
    nasze wspólne, mam ich tyle !

    ref.
    List,...

    Colours

    Colours are what
    keep me alive
    colours are what
    to hold in my head

    Colours are where my
    my old meets new
    colours are where my
    my brain finds blue

    Colours and colours and colours of colours
    colours and colours and colours of colours
    colours and colours and colours of...