Слова:
Chris Rice What A Heart Is Beating For

pound She takes my hand I don't know what to say She understands anyway And here come those eyes 'Can she what I'm think of?' If this is what they

you Come on, let's go out and play Save the sad song for another day No time for tears, I'm wearing a smile So much for my sad song So much for my sad

be glad too Tell me, what brings you to heaven today?" "I've always wondered what the fuss is all about" I feel like a kid flashin' a fake I.D. Tryin

and we can tell To keep your fame you have to yell 'Cause tensions build and products sell And we're all buyin' I hope we're smarter than this Everybody take a

infant world and an open sky On a perfect day, breath from the mouth of God Sends a quiver through His design of clay And it is good, and it is good

Hear a newborn baby cry Hear the farmers pray for rain One more soldier gives his life A homeless man begs for change But change won't come easily What

with you Come on let's go out and play Save the sad song for another day No time for tears I'm wearing a smile So much for my sad song So much for my