اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Through my haste, impatience waits
The time has come, i hesitate
Feel so dry, i'm dead inside
I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired
So i wake up and i feel that there is nothing real
I haven't heard your voice in so long
And i know this drought is probably not your fault
I'm so weak and thirsty
On my knees i need you
I did not mean to leave you
All my heart receives you
It was me it's not you
Restore me, strengthen me
I'm sick and tired, of sick and weak
I decrease, you increase
Heal me of this disease
My heart is thin, sin creeps in
I know you see the pride in me
My mind is gone, i can not think
I have not prayed for weeks and weeks
So i wake up and i feel that there is nothing real
I haven't heard your voice in so long
And i know this drought is probably not your fault
I'm so weak and thirsty
On my knees i need you
I did not mean to leave you
All my heart receives you
It was me it's not you
Restore me, strengthen me
I'm sick and tired, of sick and weak
I decrease, you increase
Heal me of this disease
On my knees i need you
I did not mean to leave you
All my heart receives you
It was me it's not you
Restore me, strengthen me
I'm sick and tired, of sick and weak
I decrease, you increase
Heal me of this disease
