CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Lazarus
Wandered deserts striking stones
Sweat our blood in the olive groves
Now two whole years with no reply
Should we give sacrifice a try?
Still don’t know where I went wrong
Our pale horses riding all day long
And i can't tell where you went
Or who it was that really left
But when I pass those stained glass halls
I find you you filling up my head again
With Easter Sunday sacraments
When I was just a kid
Playing games and pulling tricks out of our sleeves
But I can’t tell if we’re talking
You’re the same voice that I hear inside of me
When I’m too tired to think
Like a lamp light through the window in a starless sky
I never thought of you
As something I could lose
The spirit and the bride
The love of all my life
A family gathered where you lay
We laid our hands upon and prayed
Until they pulled me from my knees
And said "It’s time for you to leave"
But I know the wonder working Lord
And I heard He’s raising from the dead again
The stories about Lazarus
Might be more than make believe
My lord is faithful
Please take your hands off me
Now I don't hear you talking
No more comfort in the stories that I read
And I’m out of thoughts to think
The second coming saviour running late this time
And now I think I see what Lazarus taught me
The way he must’ve been surprised
The second time he died
Sweat our blood in the olive groves
Now two whole years with no reply
Should we give sacrifice a try?
Still don’t know where I went wrong
Our pale horses riding all day long
And i can't tell where you went
Or who it was that really left
But when I pass those stained glass halls
I find you you filling up my head again
With Easter Sunday sacraments
When I was just a kid
Playing games and pulling tricks out of our sleeves
But I can’t tell if we’re talking
You’re the same voice that I hear inside of me
When I’m too tired to think
Like a lamp light through the window in a starless sky
I never thought of you
As something I could lose
The spirit and the bride
The love of all my life
A family gathered where you lay
We laid our hands upon and prayed
Until they pulled me from my knees
And said "It’s time for you to leave"
But I know the wonder working Lord
And I heard He’s raising from the dead again
The stories about Lazarus
Might be more than make believe
My lord is faithful
Please take your hands off me
Now I don't hear you talking
No more comfort in the stories that I read
And I’m out of thoughts to think
The second coming saviour running late this time
And now I think I see what Lazarus taught me
The way he must’ve been surprised
The second time he died