كلمات The Orphan

maybe I push when I'm meant to be still maybe I take it all to personal Jesus, how to reconcile the joyful noise the ancient land the tug from some invisible hand the dying mother weaving bulrushes along the Nile Chorus float her basket over the sea here on a barren shore we'll be waiting for a tailwind to carry her (an) orphan's cry don't you worry, child I wrote a lullaby I try to settle, but I just pass through a rain dog, gypsy a wandering Jew all those homes were not ours then I slept one night in Abraham's field and dreamt there was no moon the night he died counting stars Selah - Chorus - Bridge building you a home building you a home building you a home we're building you a home Selah - Chorus - float her basket over the sea here on a barren shore we'll be waiting for a tailwind to bring us your sweet cry don't you worry, child I'm gonna sing you a lullaby