اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
My song isn’t sung by angels
Isn’t played in chambers
Or hallways
My sound is an anxious tapping
It’s a restless moving
Always
My place isn’t in this building
There are no golden ceilings
That stand tall
My place is a dream that’s failing
It is broke and waiting to fall
Oh Lord Jesus
I’m still trying
Wait for me
I stay today
And I’ll run tomorrow
But I know you wait for me
