Instrumenty
Ensembles
Opera
Kompozytorzy
Wykonawcy

Teksty: Bride. One.

If plowshares could speak and if the lost would speak
They would find themselves together
When the new world comes the face of the sun
New wine for all the pain
I know you will catch me when I cannot see
I've walked in these shoes up to my knees
I've birthed a mountain that's hard to climb
Weary and well doing I will make time
I'm the one
I am the one
That is what I've become
I'm the one
I am the one
Don't let your good be spoken evil of
I'm the one
I am the one
That is what I've become
I'm the one
I am the one
Don't let your good be spoken evil of
Heart and mustard seed faith is to believe
I dig in the dirt, my hands bleed
If answers is why we pray
Then let us bow our heads today
I'm the one
I am the one
That is what I've become
I'm the one
I am the one
Don't let your good be spoken evil of
I'm the one
I am the one
That is what I've become
I'm the one
I am the one
Don't let your good be spoken evil of
[Lyrics: Dale Music: Troy, Rik, Jerry]