Текст песни Deacon Blue and Ricky Ross - Jesus Do Your Hands Still Feel The Rain
Deacon Blue and Ricky Ross - Jesus Do Your Hands Still Feel The Rain слова песни
Would the rain, the frozen rainBe as cold upon your foreheadAs the tears that plough your beaten face againWould the rainCould your hands, your grubby handsPull your coat around your shoulderSteel yourself against the weather of the dayCould your handsHere i standJust the sameJesus do these hands still feel the rainHere we go, winter longLike sun bleeds down the valleyOr a black and oily river moves so slowHere we goHere i standJust the sameJesus do these hands still feel the rainHere i standJust the sameJesus do your hands still feel the rain