Текст песни
Mother Theresa understood the laying on of hands
What I often wonder is how she kept from hearing love's demands
If in her loneliness she ever dreamed of following earthly commands, oh yeah.
Mother Theresa understood the laying on of hands.
Touch is a language. What it you have to say to me?
Чтобы увидеть полный текст,
Волна по треку
Похожие по звучанию треки из нашей коллекции
