Too Late for Prayin'
Gordon Lightfoot"Too Late for Prayin'" é uma música de Gordon Lightfoot, 2009, Pop. A música tem 3:31 de duração, 39 lines / 227 words.
Letra
0:03It was only yesterday
0:06When I heard the teacher say
0:11Patiently one and two make three
0:15We were children you and me
0:20Let us pray for the ones they call
0:25The children of today
0:33Nothin' left but promises
0:37Nothin' much is certain
0:42All we see is want and need across the board
0:48Why thank you lord
0:50We're livin' in the glory of your care
1:00Skies of blue have all turned brown
1:05To the sound of sighin'
1:09Lord abide let us stem the tide
1:15Of broken dreams
1:17Sometimes you seem to tell us
1:21It's too late for prayin'
1:31See the ocean wild and blue
1:35Think of all that's in her
1:40She will not surrender to the likes of us
1:46But then she must
1:48They tell us wise men tell us it's too late
1:58For each child with eyes that smile
2:03There'll be ten more cryin'
2:07Lord abide let us stem the time
2:12Of helplessness
2:15But then I guess we're livin'
2:19Is it too late for tryin'
2:43Nothin' here but grains of sand
2:47Nothin' much worth savin'
2:51Guess we've all got problems of our own to bear
2:58And still we share
3:00Tomorrow could get better than today
3:10To the ones who've loved in vain
3:15Will ya be beholden
3:19Lord abide let us stem the tide
3:24Of broken dreams
3:26Sometimes ya seem to tell us
3:31It's too late for prayin'
It was only yesterday When I heard the teacher say Patiently one and two make three We were children you and me Let us pray for the ones they call The children of today Nothin' left but promises Nothin' much is certain All we see is want and need across the board Why thank you lord We're livin' in the glory of your care Skies of blue have all turned brown To the sound of sighin' Lord abide let us stem the tide Of broken dreams Sometimes you seem to tell us It's too late for prayin' See the ocean wild and blue Think of all that's in her She will not surrender to the likes of us But then she must They tell us wise men tell us it's too late For each child with eyes that smile There'll be ten more cryin' Lord abide let us stem the time Of helplessness But then I guess we're livin' Is it too late for tryin' Nothin' here but grains of sand Nothin' much worth savin' Guess we've all got problems of our own to bear And still we share Tomorrow could get better than today To the ones who've loved in vain Will ya be beholden Lord abide let us stem the tide Of broken dreams Sometimes ya seem to tell us It's too late for prayin'
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