(Harold Adamson, Jimmie McHugh) Comin' in on a wing and a prayer Comin' in on a wing and a prayer With our one motor gone We can still carry on Comin'
System made it, babe I'm praying to the aliens System made it, babe Send me a dream Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh She is dressed just in red All the boys around
I, I saw a prayer, drift by your eyes I swear I saw a prayer Perfect at night and perfect at day The only thing that I can say Breathe it in, breathe
And all these stupid silly songs Keep trying to catch your ear I'm trying desperately It's just so hard to persevere And even if you listened I never
Rezando en soledad murmure una oracion conjugando el verbo amar amame, amemonos. De blanco en el altar y en la alcoba del amor escuche la voz del corazon
Let us pray Father, thank you for making me righteous And accepted through the blood of Jesus Because of that, I am blessed and highly favored by you
There's a valley of sorrow in my soul Where every night I hear the thunder roll Like the sound of a distant gun Over all the damage I have done And the
Father, You've given us so many blessings So much love and guidance We only ask that through your gifts we receive We can reach out and share them with
bless my city with twelve songs. one for do-rights, two for wrongs. three for youth, elders make four. five for belov'd ancestors. six for wealthy, seven
When I wake alone at night And you're so far away I say a little prayer for you And everything's okay There's sunlight in your sparkling eyes And summer
Comin' in on a wing and a prayer Comin' in on a wing and a prayer With our one motor gone, we can still carry on Comin' in on a wing and a prayer What
I remember your words to go forth and be strong I forgotten their lies and the walls between you and them maybe the sky you'll ride or the ocean you'
[Music: T. Exxel - Words; R. Mythiasin] Look just ahead it's black and it's dead The drums of war pounding through our heads Saber waving leaders draw
Well, I'm the kind of man who was raised up to believe The path that takes you through your life Should be straight as it can be Well, my wondering ways
Our Father, which art in Heaven Hallowed be Thy name Thy Kingdom come, Thy will be done In earth as it is in Heaven Give us this day our daily bread
That bed that I lay on is narrow and cold This sickness inside me tears at my soul And the devil awaits me, he calls me his son For he knows I'm cornered