Songtexte Trees We'll Never See - Amy Grant
                                                Good 
                                                sweet 
                                                earth
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sleeves 
                                                rolled 
                                                up 
                                                and 
                                                hands 
                                                buried 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                dirt
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                can 
                                                see 
                                                you 
                                                there 
                                                in 
                                                one 
                                                of 
                                                dad's 
                                                old 
                                                shirts
 
                                    
                                
                                                Showin' 
                                                me 
                                                how 
                                                life's 
                                                supposed 
                                                to 
                                                work
 
                                    
                                
                                                Good 
                                                straight 
                                                lines
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                need 
                                                seed 
                                                and 
                                                sweat 
                                                and 
                                                soil 
                                                and 
                                                sweet 
                                                sunshine
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                once 
                                                those 
                                                roots 
                                                take 
                                                hold, 
                                                you'll 
                                                be 
                                                just 
                                                fine
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                    a 
                                                beautiful 
                                                design
 
                                    
                                
                                                It 
                                                just 
                                                takes 
                                                love 
                                                (love) 
                                                and 
                                                faith 
                                                (faith) 
                                                and 
                                                grace, 
                                                    a 
                                                little 
                                                time
 
                                    
                                
                                                We're 
                                                all 
                                                sons 
                                                and 
                                                daughters, 
                                                just 
                                                ripples 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                water
 
                                    
                                
                                                Tryna 
                                                make 
                                                it 
                                                matter 
                                                until 
                                                our 
                                                time 
                                                to 
                                                leave
 
                                    
                                
                                                One 
                                                day, 
                                                they'll 
                                                carve 
                                                your 
                                                name 
                                                in 
                                                stone
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                send 
                                                your 
                                                soul 
                                                on 
                                                home
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Til 
                                                then 
                                                it's 
                                                prayin' 
                                                for 
                                                rain 
                                                and 
                                                pullin' 
                                                up 
                                                the 
                                                weeds
 
                                    
                                
                                                Plantin' 
                                                trees 
                                                we'll 
                                                never 
                                                see
 
                                    
                                
                                                First 
                                                day 
                                                of 
                                                spring
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                whole 
                                                world's 
                                                wakin' 
                                                up 
                                                and 
                                                turnin' 
                                                green
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                everything 
                                                connects 
                                                to 
                                                everything
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                    a 
                                                beautiful 
                                                design
 
                                    
                                
                                                It 
                                                just 
                                                takes 
                                                love 
                                                and 
                                                faith 
                                                and 
                                                grace, 
                                                    a 
                                                little 
                                                time
 
                                    
                                
                                                We're 
                                                all 
                                                sons 
                                                and 
                                                daughters, 
                                                just 
                                                ripples 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                water
 
                                    
                                
                                                Tryna 
                                                make 
                                                it 
                                                matter 
                                                until 
                                                our 
                                                time 
                                                to 
                                                leave
 
                                    
                                
                                                One 
                                                day, 
                                                they'll 
                                                carve 
                                                your 
                                                name 
                                                in 
                                                stone
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                send 
                                                your 
                                                soul 
                                                on 
                                                home
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Til 
                                                then 
                                                it's 
                                                prayin' 
                                                for 
                                                rain 
                                                and 
                                                pullin' 
                                                up 
                                                the 
                                                weeds
 
                                    
                                
                                                Plantin' 
                                                trees 
                                                we'll 
                                                never 
                                                see
 
                                    
                                
                                                Statues 
                                                fall 
                                                and 
                                                glory 
                                                fades
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                    a 
                                                100-year-old 
                                                oak 
                                                tree 
                                                still 
                                                gives 
                                                shade
 
                                    
                                
                                                We're 
                                                all 
                                                sons 
                                                and 
                                                daughters, 
                                                just 
                                                ripples 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                water
 
                                    
                                
                                                Tryna 
                                                make 
                                                it 
                                                matter, 
                                                until 
                                                our 
                                                time 
                                                to 
                                                leave
 
                                    
                                
                                                One 
                                                day, 
                                                they'll 
                                                carve 
                                                our 
                                                name 
                                                in 
                                                stone
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                send 
                                                our 
                                                souls 
                                                on 
                                                home
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Til 
                                                then 
                                                it's 
                                                prayin' 
                                                for 
                                                rain 
                                                and 
                                                pullin' 
                                                up 
                                                the 
                                                weeds
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Til 
                                                then 
                                                it's 
                                                prayin' 
                                                for 
                                                rain 
                                                and 
                                                pullin' 
                                                up 
                                                the 
                                                weeds
 
                                    
                                
                                                Plantin' 
                                                trees 
                                                we'll 
                                                never 
                                                see
 
                                    
                                
                                                Trees 
                                                we'll 
                                                never 
                                                see
 
                                    
                                 
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