The things we spoke of
Here today, no silhouettes
Not anymore trace of the shadows
That used to cast doubt and fear
And make us doubt
If at all on this podium we would stand
One.
Whole.
Broken together.
But happy.
I am crying and so are you
God was listening
To all...
Not anymore trace of the shadows
That used to cast doubt and fear
And make us doubt
If at all on this podium we would stand
One.
Whole.
Broken together.
But happy.
I am crying and so are you
God was listening
To all...