Apr 2017
Being with you,
Has been, as if the doves take flight
And the heavens open wide,
For I feel our souls entwine,
To the death beds we rise,
Fiery blaze of angels sing,
The glory to the king.
Has been, as if the doves take flight
And the heavens open wide,
For I feel our souls entwine,
To the death beds we rise,
Fiery blaze of angels sing,
The glory to the king.
