3 acessos
I heard the bell of hope today, was it real?
I couldn't say, it doesn't matter anyway it was beautiful
I felt lost and blown away, no return from this place
There upon the table lay my two shoes
Now I'm looking at you, looking at me
Looking at things yesterday I could not believe
I woke on a bed of thorn, I was lost and forlorn
There was no joy, it was not available
You just play your strings and things
For the virtue that it brings
I heard the bell of hope and it was beautiful
Now I'm looking at you, looking at me
Looking at things that yesterday I couldn't believe
Like the bell of hope
The Bell Of Hope
I heard the bell of hope
I heard the bell of hope
I heard the bell of hope and it was beautiful
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