What were you thinking? I got a right to ask Is there a reason other than your past A great pretender, why was I the last to see through your skin? Is
As He lay me down Where do I begin? So simply complicated The voice within I hear it singin' so clear Invisible like the sound of the wind We all know
over now She's falling into your hands It's all or nothing There's no guessing She's been lost and found And I miss her To take this step of faith Don
Think I'll wait for the tide Seems it's all I can do right now There must be a reason I've run aground I'll wait for the waves to come By the moon and
lift the woe begone Tune it in around the world All you boys and all you girls Let the truth fill up our lives Let the choir fire up and over The renewal
a show, if that's what make your ears prick This microphone will take a word and make it bigger Oh hello, so here goes Steppin' right up to the microphone
wanna knock it if it works for you, he Heave sighs a little too loud So frustrated with the one-way in crowd Full on dead sure anything goes Until you go stepping
on a show if that's what makes your ears prick this microphone will take a word and make it bigger oh hello so here goes steppin' right up to the microphone
Oversættelse: Newsboys. Step Up To The Microphone.
what were you thinking i got a right to ask is there a reason other than your past a great pretender why was i the last to see through your SKIN is there
as i lay me down where do i begin so simply complicated the voice within i hear it singing so clear invisible like the sound of the wind we all know
wind blows an old song spins around inside 'how sweet the sound' to be living and dying looks like it's over but it's just begun to take this step of
one to another do you remember me i feel so small are you listening tonight so temporary things that i have seen i ran so far will you take me back
loves she sings hallelujah and falls to the ground again with hands stretched up to the sky waiting for the day she'll hear the father say... step
