Sixpence None The Richer

Give It Back
I knew a song that played in me It seems I've lost the melody So, please, Lord, give it back to me Oh, please, Lord, give it back to me Years in the desert with no drink Strike a rock and make it bleed And please, Lord, give it back to me Yeah, please, Lord, give it back to me If you blow on the embers The light will shine on my face The streams will run in the desert And sing "amazing grace!" You're everywhere in every time And yet you're hard to find So, please, Lord, I don't want a sign Oh, please, Lord, I don't want a sing I need your breath on the embers I need the light on my face I need the streams in the desert That sing "amazing grace!" That sing "amazing grace!" From Letras Mania