paroles de chanson Did Not Our Hearts Burn - Jess Ray

When I was young, I said a prayer, quiet and innocent
I can't recall what I said, I must have meant it
On that night began a fire that burns inside my chest
A mystery came over me, I don't regret it

Did not our hearts burn inside our chests?
Did not our hearts burn inside our chests?

Years ago, down in Orlando, I heard an old man speak
I was not prepared for what he shared, sitting in the bleacher seat
He spoke of God like his dearest friend and read the Giving Tree
A mystery came over me, and I began to weep

Did not our hearts burn inside our chests?
Did not our hearts burn inside our chests?
Did not our hearts burn inside our chests?
Did not our hearts burn inside our,
Burn inside our, burn inside our chests?

I've heard of him, the mighty wind, one hundred stories
'Til I was convinced to let him in, he waited for me
From black and white to technicolor bright, he changed the way I see
A mystery came over me, wonder and glory

Did not our hearts burn inside our chests?
Did not our hearts burn inside our chests?
Did not our hearts burn inside our chests?
Did not our hearts burn inside our,
Burn inside our, burn inside our chests?