Текст песни Poor as We Are - Alert312

Like LoLo say, "we're all a little boy or girl inside"
Naked and afraid
Hungry with no bread
A little kid hid by the layers of life we've accumulated
Callouses get formed from scars and Sin in all its forms
Mistakes, dirt done worn down from relentless
Life storms, the weight of the day-to-day wars
The Burden everyone's soul is poor
Been running away, so long
But Christ says, "come"
No goodness is needed to come
Just humble ear drums, and a hand wanting His love
Come near the Son
Come as a dead man
A prodigal daughter
Come as kid
Let down your fists
Let Him embrace your face, your tired heart, and your tired soul

Come, as you are
Poor as you are
Come, young little boy
Come, precious daughter
Come from afar
And come, as you are
Poor as you are
Come, to the One
Who calls us all through the tombs of life
And the tombs of our soul back to His arms
Just come, pour as you are, back to His arms, just come
Pour as we are, come