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Root Tree

Will we turn our face to the Son? Get back to the root of it all Jesus is calling us to the love of a Father Get back to the root of it all Jesus is

yea and we blowin' trees This is the life God chose for me, chose for me Nappy head and all, is the life for me Grab my yea and we blowin' trees This

Пераклад: Карані падгузнік. Blowin 'Дрэвы.

Start the engine lets go We need to know How do we get out of here Cause its out of control Then we fall down, we fall down Around and round we go with

Well all my thoughts and this confusion Brings me down to this conclusion That I'm a man of conviction I've wasted time out of window panes No place

Not sure why I feel this way Guess I'll carry on another day I'm following your every move My discontent always proves That you are there when I need

done Will we turn our face to the Son? Get back to the root of it all Jesus is calling us To the love of a father Get back to the root of it all Jesus

When surrounded by my doubts Here am I turning inside out I remember my confidence It comes from you This I can depend on My hope It comes from you

blowin trees This is the life God chose for me, chose for me Nappy head and all, is the life for me Grab my yea and we blowin trees This is the life God