Kurt Anderson & Rachel McRerry - Bring Him Home | Текст песни

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Kurt:
God on high
Hear my prayer
In my need
You have always been there

Rachel:
He is young
He's afraid
Let him rest
Heaven blessed.

Kurt:
Bring him home

Rachel:
Bring him home
Bring him home.
He's like the son I might have known

Kurt:
If God had granted me a son.

Rachel:
The summers die
One by one

Kurt:
How soon they fly
On and on
And I am old
And will be gone.


Rachel:
You can take

Kurt:
You can give

Rachel:
Let him be

Kurt:
Let him live

Rachel:
If I die

Kurt:
Let me die

Rachel:
Let him live

Kurt:
Bring him home

Rachel:
Bring him home

Kurt:
Bring him

Rachel:
Home.

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