"True self is non-self, the awareness that the self is made only of non-self elements. There's no separation between self and other, and everything is interconnected. Once you are aware of that you are no longer caught in the idea that you are a separate entity.",

Thích Nhất Hạnh

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God's Will
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I met God's will on a Halloween night
He was dressed as a bag of leaves
It hid the braces on his legs at first
 
His smile was as bright as the August sun
When he looked at me
As he struggled down the driveway
It almost made me hurt
 
Will don't walk too good
Will don't talk too good
He won't do the things that the other kids do
In our neighborhood
 
I've been searchin', wonderin', thinkin'
Lost and lookin' all my life
I've been wounded, jaded, loved, and hated
I've wrestled wrong and right
He was a boy without a father
And his mother's miracle
I've been readin', writin', prayin', fightin'
I guess I would be still
Yeah, that was until
I knew God's will
 
Will's mom had to work two jobs
We'd watch him when she had to work late
And we'd all laugh like I hadn't laughed
Since I don't know when
 
Hey Jude was his favorite song
At dinner he'd ask to pray
And then he'd pray for everybody in the world but him
 
I've been searchin', wonderin', thinkin'
Lost and lookin' all my life
I've been wounded, jaded, loved, and hated
I've wrestled wrong and right
He was a boy without a father
And his mother's miracle
I've been readin', writin', prayin', fightin'
I guess I would be still
Yeah, that was until
I knew God's will
 
Before they moved to California
His mother said they didn't think he'd live
And she said each day that I have him
Well It's just another gift
And I never got to tell her
That the boy showed me the truth
In crayon red, on notebook paper
He'd written me and God love you
 
I've been searchin', prayin', wounded, jaded
I guess I would be still
Yeah that was until
I met God's will on a Halloween night
He was dressed as a bag of leaves