Testo: Martyn Joseph. Other. Precious.
They'll try to take you and steal your heart
They'll try to make you something you aren't
You can be swept like sand on a beach, not out of reach
Don't let them drag you down, hold on
Know that your precious
Know that your precious
Know that your precious
So precious
And in another land there's a voiceless cry
Cos all humanity walked on by
They've been betrayed a thousand times
Still the children stand with no helping hand
Just a knowledge in there hearts that it shouldn't be
And in our mother land is the fountain dry?
Empty smiles that speak and long for days gone by
I feel the night is closing in, if you feel it too
Let me wrap my arms safe close around you
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Joseph, Martyn
I piĆ¹ richiesti