LEARN LYRICS

In the light mist of passions that rise from within

You're coming to play in my yard

On your horse, bare-chested, hair in the wind

And the sun bleaching our clothes on the line

The angel's voice whispered in my ear

I don't doubt it, I already hear your signs

That you'd come on a Sunday morning

And I proclaim you in the cathedral bells

You come, you come

I already hear your signs

You come, you come

I already hear your signs

In the light mist of passions that rise from within

You're coming to play in my yard

On your horse, bare-chested, hair in the wind

And the sun bleaching our clothes on the line

The angel's voice whispered in my ear

I don't doubt it, I already hear your signs

That you'd come on a Sunday morning

And I proclaim you in the cathedral bells

You come, you come

I already hear your signs

You come, you come

I already hear your signs

You come, you come

I already hear your signs