Lyrics.com »

Search results for 'lessons in love hope and faith part 1 the road by sister hazel'

Yee yee! We've found 18 lyrics, 100 artists, and 100 albums matching lessons in love hope and faith part 1 the road by sister hazel.



men they never get too big to cry
Some lose faith in love and life when sorrow shoots her darts
And with hope all gone they walk alone these men with
never get too big to cry
Some lose faith in love and life when sorrow shoots her darts
And with hope all gone they walk alone these men with broken
men never get too big to cry
Some lose faith in love and life when sorrow shoots her darts
And with hope all gone they walk alone these men with
written that the greatest of men never get to big to cry. 
Some lose faith in love and life when sorrow shoots her darts, 
With hope all gone, they walk
life, I was in a rush that day
Swear man I'll never lose trust and faith
So sorry if I come across angry
If I love you there's no need to fight me
I
love
The struggle enhances that bond, throughout time

When I see her, I see life
The vast scope of life in her eyes of no wrong
Faith plays a big
written that the greatest of men never get to big to cry. 
Some lose faith in love and life when sorrow shoots her darts, 
With hope all gone, they walk
love
The struggle enhances that bond, throughout time

When I see her, I see life
The vast scope of life in her eyes of no wrong
Faith plays a big
Words & Music by
Ed Bruce and Phil O'Donnell


Second day of third grade, Three Oaks Elementary
She sat in the first row, I was all the way across
had the skirts in the bag
Until i took a bit of time
To peep the price on the tag
She said "I'm that salt and pepa
Who like pushin it to sisters
success without a price that owes a debt
I roll the dice and despite the road ahead
Hope that in a crisis I might just know the ledge
But I love it like
success without a price that owes a debt
I roll the dice and despite the road ahead
Hope that in a crisis I might just know the ledge
But I love it like
a ball-peen hammer
Get rich quick, sure.. End up dead on a curb
or be alive like a ghost in a drive-by suburb
Pressure.. That's the lesson here
control
the lesson
Tryna learn the lessonsI can’t

But when the dark covers me
I hope the world remembers me
That I was free free to be me

Hopin’ that they
I had one contact to the outside world

A phone in london and a seasick girl.

I knew what was happening but only in my part of the world



I
Les-sons to the younger people stoops that double as bleachers
And I'm part, of an elite fleet, of MC's, and Truth Speakers
I import, concrete beats, that
was put up with hoes who act shitty
What a wack pity! Was I choosin a road
that didn't get me there in time and now we losin our globe?
Hold up I
and never dine alone, meanwhile back at sea level it was home by home zone for zone, bloom county's homeless riot for home ownership, I hope you put gas in