How many miles must it take to, breakthrough And how many hours must we wait though to hear the truth How many moments did I trade in, for a fake kiss How many chances did I forfeit, too afraid to miss
I feel Your thunder pourin' like rain Down on the mountains of all my mistakes Rolling like rivers, running with grace Into the ocean of Your embrace Your hand on my side, leading the way Ten thousand horses couldn't pull me away I hear the music Heaven has made Oh when we're standing, standing Face to face Face to face
How many nights with regret do I swear through How many lives in the rear view, do I compare too
I feel Your thunder pourin' like rain Down on the mountains of all my mistakes Rolling like rivers, running with grace Into the ocean of Your embrace Your hand on my side, leading the way Ten thousand horses couldn't pull me away I hear the music Heaven has made Oh when we're standing, standing Face to face Face to face Face to face Face to face Face to face Face to face Face to face Face to face Face to face Face to face
Hand on my side, leading the way Ten thousand horses couldn't pull me away I hear the music Heaven has made Oh when we're standing, standing Face to face Face to face Face to face Face to face Face to face
Compositor: Mathew William Kearney ECAD: Obra #20648844 Fonograma #18694201