Kathy Mattea

Kathy Mattea - Seeds songtekst

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Sometimes I stop on my way home and watch the children play
And I wonder if they wonder what they'll be someday
Some will dream a big dream and make it all come true
While others go on dreaming of things they'll never do

We're all just seeds in God's hands
We start the same but where we land
Is sometimes fertile soil and sometimes sand
We're all just seeds in God's hands

I saw a friend the other day I hardly recognized
He'd done a lot of living since I'd last looked in his eyes
He told his tale of how he'd failed the lessons he'd been taught
But he offered no excuses and he left me with this thought

We're all just seeds in God's hands
We start the same but where we land
Is sometimes fertile soil and sometimes sand
We're all just seeds in God's hands

And as I'm standing at a crossroads once again
I'm reminded we're all the same when we begin
And in the end

We're all just seeds in God's hands
We start the same but where we land
Is sometimes fertile soil and sometimes sand
We're all just seeds in God's hands
We're all just seeds in God's hands
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Copyrights:

Auteur: Pat Alger, Ralph Murthy

Componist: Pat Alger, Ralph Murthy

Publisher: PolyGram Records, Inc.

Details:

Uitgegeven in: 1992

Taal: Engels

Komt voor op: Lonesome Standard Time (1992)

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