Текст: Poor Old Lu. Crushed.

On top of the world
I am proud in my heaven
A star in the sky
Shine so bright like the weather

I am sight and I am sound
They are lost and I am found
The well runs deep inside of me
Though I cannot sleep

I am crushed and I am broken
With the words and with the truth He has spoken

Feet on the ground
Hand to the plow, I am going
A flash in the crowd
Know my name, I am chosen

I am light and I am loud
If you would don?t make a sound
The door opens wide to me
Though I cannot see, I

I am crushed and I am broken
With the words and with the truth He has spoken
I am crushed and I am hoping
Grace could find this soul of mine and hold me

I am crushed and I am broken
With the words and with the truth He has spoken
I am crushed and I am hoping
Grace could find this soul of mine and hold me

I am crushed and I am broken
With the words and with the truth He has spoken
I am crushed and I am hoping
Grace could find this soul of mine and hold me