paroles de chanson Lo And Behold - Cold Blood

Cold Blood
First Taste of Sin
Lo and Behold
Lonely by day, empty and cold
Only to say Lo and Behold.
Deep in the night, down in my dreams
Most glorious sight this soul has seen.
There's a well on the hill, you just can't kill for Jesus,
A well on the hill, let it be.
Don't build no heathen temple where the Lord's done laid his hand-
A well on the hill, let it be.
Everyone's talking 'bout the Gospel story-
Some shall sink and some shall rise...
Everyone's talking 'bout the train to Glory-
But it's a long, long time til it gets to ya...
Well on the hill, just can't kill for Jesus...
Well on the hill, let it be.
No don't build no heathen temples
Where the Lord has done
Laid his hand.
Well on the hill, let it be.
Come on and let it be-
Oh, let it be, um yeah, ooh...