Never The Flowers

Die Happy

Compositor: Não Disponível

He's got his patience from his God Opens his soul and golden
heart
To the masks in front and under
Oscar holders that like to mumble
I have heard that it was said An eye for an eye and a tooth for
a tooth But I tell you don`t take revenge on those

Who wrong you Never the flowers


Teaching God's words Giving people bread and wine For it`s his
big love to have A life so divine
His only sorrow- the church Is he children's stage And all the
seeds he brings them sometimes

He never gets back Never the flowers

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