Ben Harper - When she believes

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The good lord is such a good lord
With such a good mother too
They have blessed me
In the good graces of you
I have heard a hundred violins crying
And I have seen a hendred white
Doves flying

But nothing is as beautiful
As when she believes in me

How good it must fell
To be so young and free
And a song that pleases a queen
Will always please me
And I have dined in palaces and kingdoms

But nothing is as beautiful
As when she believes in me

Now all of life
Is just passing the time
Until once again
Your eyes look into mine
I have been adored by a stranger
And I have heard the whispering angel

But nothing is as beautiful
As when she believes in me

Inne utwory

  • With my own two hands
  • Here comes the sun
  • Give a man a home
  • Burn one down
  • Walk away
  • Oppression
  • Fight outta you
  • Engraved invitation
  • Get up
  • Superstition
  • So high so low
  • Morning yearning
  • Breaking down
  • Blessed to be a witness
  • Needed you tonight
  • Alone
  • Losowe utwory

    Two doors down

    Two doors down there s a jukebox
    That plays all night long
    Real sad songs
    All about me and you
    Two doors down thee s a barmaid
    That serves em real strong
    Here lately
    That s how I make it through

    Near you

    Everywhere you go each day
    I will be near you
    Oh and dear you
    Don t even have to say much
    For me to hear you
    Because it s clear you
    Have a very simple way
    To keep me near you

    Hound dog

    You ain t nothing but a hound dog, crying all the time
    You ain t nothing but a hound dog, crying all the time
    Well, you ain t never caught a rabbit, and you ain t no friend of mine

    They said you were high class,...

    Tired of waiting for you

    I m so tired, tired of waiting
    Tired of waiting for you
    I m so tired, tired of waiting
    Tired of waiting for you

    I was a lonely soul
    I had nobody till I met you
    But you keep a me waiting

    Lamb of god

    There was christ in the metal shell
    There was blood on the pavement
    The camera will make you God
    Until jack becomes sainted

    If you die when there s no one watching
    And your ratings drop and your forgotten
    If they kill you on their T.V.
    You re a...