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Bài hát The Wonder Of Your Love - Hillsong. Verse 1. You inhabit the praises of Your people. You delight in the glory of Your son. In the love of the Father we will worship. In the Kingdom of God we
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When I'm in Berlin you're off to London. When I'm in New York you're doing Rome. All those crazy nights we spend together. As voices on the phone. Wishing we could be more telepathic. Tired of the
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Sunshine in the rain. When I'm in Berlin you're off to London. When I'm in New York you're doing Rome. All those crazy nights we spend together. As voices on the phone. Wishing we could be more
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I have heard the echoes in the dark. Dim and distant voices of the past. And I've seen so far into the night. And lingered in the land of no light Far beyond the shrouded hours of dawn. Through
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want to touch them and to love them. And we'll be there when it's over All the love we'll never know. The machine has got control Can you hear the voices. Calling out the choices. Spend a lifetime
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I have heard the echoes in the dark. Dim and distant voices of the past. And I've seen so far into the night. And lingered in the land of no light. . Far beyond the shrouded hours of dawn
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sees and feels our every move. With an open restless mind. We leave the first shore behind. . Surrounded by the voices of the night. We struggle on and try not to look behind. . Washed away by
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At first, I was afraid, I was afraid. Down in the darkness I was crawling through the human race. I heard the voices through the dark (oh oh oh oh oh oh oh). So I beat my fist against my chest
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the fool on the hill. Sees the sun going down. And the eyes in his head. See the world spinning round. . Well on the way, his head in a cloud. The man of a thousand voices. Is talking perfectly
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think I still was a mad man. I hear the voices when I'm dreaming,. I can hear them say. Carry on my wayward son,. There'll be peace when you are done. Lay your weary head to rest. Don't you cry no more
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think I still was a mad man. I hear the voices when I'm dreaming,. I can hear them say. Carry on my wayward son,. There'll be peace when you are done. Lay your weary head to rest. Don't you cry no more
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Oh my my, i'm lying to myself. July-ly is dying the phone rings. My heart cries, i know it too fully. July-ly stop picking on me. The miles from you, sweet face go by. Still i miss you, my lie lie
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In the attic lights. Voices scream. Nothin' seen. Real's the dream Leaving the things that are real behind. Leaving the things that you love from mind. All of the things that you learned from
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In the attic lights. Voices scream. Nothin' seen. Real's the dream Leaving the things that are real behind. Leaving the things that you love from mind. All of the things that you learned from
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In the attic lights. Voices scream. Nothin' seen. Real's the dream Leaving the things that are real behind. Leaving the things that you love from mind. All of the things that you learned from
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In the attic lights. Voices scream. Nothin' seen. Real's the dream Leaving the things that are real behind. Leaving the things that you love from mind. All of the things that you learned from
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your life. Funk the fear, live your life. Funk the fear, live your life. Why don’t we go and do. Just what we came here to. Nobody has to know. The moral of our show. We could be Spiritual smiling fools
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When i'm in Berlin you're off to London. When I'm in New York you're doing Rome. All those crazy nights we spend together. As voices on the phone. Wishing we could be more telepathic. Tired of the
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knew you never knew. Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon. Or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned?. Can you sing with all the voices of the mountains?. Can you paint with all the
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knew you never knew. Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon. Or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned? . Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain? . Can you paint with all the
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knew. Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon. Or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned? . Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain? . Can you paint with all the colors of the
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. Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon. Or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned? . Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain? . Can you paint with all the colors of the wind
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Come back the sun. We will be like children. Come back the sun. Make us into children Black and white of summer, and the golden light. The way we touched each other in the stolen night. The voices
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(vote?) to voices all around. how long is the mile and the distance. and how can we get close. I'll ask the wizard, the wizard of us. The wizard of us. say (which?) you want this life. it's ours. now that
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be here for you After your time of wondering. Along this lonely road. There will be many voices calling. Mine will say welcome home Slowly, slowly. We turn the pages of life. Growing, knowing. It
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island. Just out of choice. The dreamer fought the battleship away. It's over the horizon. . Voices inside of us are guiding us on. Guiding us on. . Can't you hear us calling you?. Can't you hear
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ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon . Or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned . Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain . Can you paint with all the colours of the wind . Can
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the blue corn moon . Or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned? . Can you sing with all the voices of the mountain? . Can you paint with all the colors of the wind? . Can you paint with all the colors
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