And I looked to the air But the breeze was not cold I sought for your hand To hold unto me I lay awakened The dew on my brow Come take my life God, I'
: And I looked to the air But the breeze was not cold I sought for your hand To hold unto me I lay awakened The dew on my brow Come take my life God,
And I looked to the air But the breeze was not cold I sought for your hand To hold unto me I lay awakened The dew on my brow Come take my life God, I
