Перевод: Liebing, Крис. Биография.
Young love, love love. A teenage love. Young love. A teenage love. Young love, young love, everything I need, I got my young love. Young love. A teenage
YEA Yea Yea Young Chris {Laugh} Uh Huh Yo Yo Yo drop the beat right about Yea right there, right there Uh huh Oooo Yeah Come on Check It Why
Feat. Ester Dean [Verse 1] I dont know it is but (i love you i love you i love you) I don't know what you do but ( i love you i love you) Oh baby, Baby
own set of keys, showing you just how the teen got you. Trust and believe these words, from me been said before. Tricking ain't my M-O.But girl you represent everything, That Chris
(Chorus) I don't know what is it but I Love you (x3) I don't know what you do but I love you Oooh baby (Verse 1) Baby I don't know what it is but you
There?s a peace I?ve come to know Though my heart and flesh may fail There?s an anchor for my soul I can say, it is well Jesus has overcome And the grave
All the way my Savior leads me Who have I to ask beside How could I doubt His tender mercy Who through life has been my guide All the way my Savior leads
Exalted, He is exalted On high, He is exalted Great is the Lord, let all the nations say Exalted, He is exalted Blessing and honor Glory and power unto
You?re the God of this city You?re the King of these people You?re the Lord of this nation You are You?re the light in this darkness You?re the hope
He became sin Who knew no sin That we might become His righteousness He humbled Himself and carried the cross Love so amazing Love so amazing Jesus
Like the waters roar Is Your voice, oh Lord There is none before And none beside You are set apart You alone are God Your glory reaches far From sky
There is love, there is love There is love, there is love When our hope is hard to find And our faith is in decline We need a cause to stand behind,
I will wait for You to move For Your mighty hand to save When the trouble waters rise You are my hiding place You are my hiding place Your walls are
Oh sovereign God, Oh matchless King The saints adore, the angels sing And fall before the throne of grace To You belongs the highest praise These sufferings
We will sing, sing, sing And make music with the heavens We will sing, sing, sing Grateful that You hear us When we shout Your praise Lift high the name
You turned my way, You heard my cry You turned my mourning into shouting Sorrow may last for a night But with the light, I am seeing, I am singing You
I open my mouth And You speak for me You moved the mountain And rolled back the sea And I will not be afraid I will never be ashamed For You are with
