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Karaoké Praying for Time - Carrie Underwood

Cet enregistrement est une reprise de Praying for Time rendu célèbre par Carrie Underwood

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À propos

Tempo : variable (environ 63 BPM)

Tonalité identique à l'original : Mi

Durée : 03:33 - Extrait à : 01:48

Date de sortie : 1990
Styles : Soft Rock, En anglais
Auteur-Compositeur : George Michael

Les titres à télécharger sont des playbacks bande orchestre, et non la musique originale.

Paroles Praying for Time

These are the days of the open hand they will not be the last
Look around now these are the days of the beggars and the choosers
This is the year of the hungry man whose place is in the past
Hand in hand with ignorance and legitimate excuses
And the rich declare themselves poor and most of us are not sure
If we have too much but we'll take our chances
'Cos God stopped keeping score
I guess somewhere along the way
He must have let us all out to play
And turned his back and all God's children crept out the back door
And it's hard to love there's so much to hate hanging onto hope
When there is no hope to speak of
And the wounded skies above say it's much too late
Oh, maybe we should all be praying for time
This is the year of the empty hand
Oh, you hold onto what you can
And charity is a coat you wear twice a year
These are the days of the guilty man the television takes a stand
And you find that what was over there is over here
So you scream from behind your door
Say what's mine is mine and not yours
I may have too much but I'll take my chances
'Cos God stopped keeping score
And you'll cling to the things they sold you
Did you cover your eyes when they told you
That he can't come back 'cos he has no children to come back for
And it's hard to love when there's so much to hate and hanging onto hope
When there is no hope to speak of
And the wounded skies above say it's much much too late
Mmm well maybe we should all be praying for time

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