letra de joy - rend collective
[verse 1]
we’re choosing celebration
breaking into freedom
you’re the song
you’re the song
of our hearts
[verse 2]
we cast aside our shadows
trust you with our sorrows
you’re the song
you’re the song
of our hearts
[pre-chorus]
we’re dancing to the rhythm of your heart
we’re rising from the ashes to the stars
[chorus]
you’re the joy joy joy lighting my soul
the joy joy joy making me whole
though i’m broken, i am running
into your arms of love
[verse 3]
the pain will not define us
joy will reignite us
you’re the song
you’re the song
of our hearts
[verse 4]
the dark is just a canvas
for your grace and brightness
you’re the song
you’re the song
of our hearts
[pre-chorus]
we’re dancing to the rhythm of your heart
we’re rising from the ashes to the stars
[chorus]
you’re the joy joy joy lighting my soul
the joy joy joy making me whole
though i’m broken, i am running
into your arms of love
you’re the joy joy joy lighting my soul
the joy joy joy making me whole
though i’m broken, i am running
into your arms of love
you’re the joy
the song in my heart
the hope of my soul
[bridge]
in the shadows
in the sorrows
in the desert
when the pain hits
you are constant
ever-present
you’re the song of my heart
in the shadows
in the sorrows
in the desert
when the pain hits
you are constant
ever-present
you’re the song of my heart
[chorus]
you’re the joy joy joy lighting my soul
the joy joy joy making me whole
though i’m broken, i am running
into your arms of love
letras aleatórias
- bernard jabs › letra de end goal - bernard jabs
- artichoke › letra de curie, marie (1867-1934) - artichoke
- laura fygi › letra de what are you doing new year's eve - laura fygi
- the cursed metal band › letra de the archmage - the cursed (metal band)
- young signorino › letra de nebulosa - young signorino
- tiiw tiiw › letra de poupia - tiiw tiiw
- el culto › letra de lowkey - el culto
- 24krec › letra de bape - 24krec
- crabb family › letra de you chose to be my friend - crabb family
- donald braswell › letra de what kind of fool am i? - donald braswell