Lirik Lagu What About The Love - Amy Grant
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ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
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- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
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ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
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Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
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- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
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- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
I went to see my sister.She was staying with a friendWho had turned into a preacherTo save the world from sin.He said, "First deny your body,And then learn to submit.Pray to be made worthy,And tithe your ten percent."I said, "Is this all there is,Just the letter of the law?"Something's wrong.
I went to see my brotherOn the 32nd floorOf a building down on Wall Street;You could hear the future's roar.He said, "Here we make decisions,And we trade commodities;If you tell me where there's famine,I can make you guarantees."I said, "Is this all there is,Power to the strong?"Something's wrong.
Something's wrong in heaven tonight.You can almost hear them cry.Angels to the left and the right,Saying, "What about the love?What about the love?What about the love?"
I went to see my neighbor.He'd been taken to a homeFor the weak and the discardedWho have no place to go.He said, "Here I lack for nothing;I am fed and I am clothed.But at times I miss the freedomI used to know."I said, "Is this all there is,When your usefulness is gone?"Something's wrong.
Something's wrong in heaven tonight. (Something's wrong.)You can almost hear them cry. (Cry.)Angels to the left and the right,Saying, "What about the love?What about the love?What about the love?"
(Yeah, yeah, yeah....)
(Yeah.)
(Yeah.)
I looked into the mirror, (Yeah.)Proud as I could be, (Yeah.)And I saw my pointing finger (Yeah.)Pointing back at me,Saying, "Who named you accuser? (Yeah.)Who gave you the scales?" (Yeah.)I hung my head in sorrow; (Yeah.)I could almost feel the nails.I said, "This is how it isTo be crucified and judgedWithout love."
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I went to see my brotherOn the 32nd floorOf a building down on Wall Street;You could hear the future's roar.He said, "Here we make decisions,And we trade commodities;If you tell me where there's famine,I can make you guarantees."I said, "Is this all there is,Power to the strong?"Something's wrong.
Something's wrong in heaven tonight.You can almost hear them cry.Angels to the left and the right,Saying, "What about the love?What about the love?What about the love?"
I went to see my neighbor.He'd been taken to a homeFor the weak and the discardedWho have no place to go.He said, "Here I lack for nothing;I am fed and I am clothed.But at times I miss the freedomI used to know."I said, "Is this all there is,When your usefulness is gone?"Something's wrong.
Something's wrong in heaven tonight. (Something's wrong.)You can almost hear them cry. (Cry.)Angels to the left and the right,Saying, "What about the love?What about the love?What about the love?"
(Yeah, yeah, yeah....)
(Yeah.)
(Yeah.)
I looked into the mirror, (Yeah.)Proud as I could be, (Yeah.)And I saw my pointing finger (Yeah.)Pointing back at me,Saying, "Who named you accuser? (Yeah.)Who gave you the scales?" (Yeah.)I hung my head in sorrow; (Yeah.)I could almost feel the nails.I said, "This is how it isTo be crucified and judgedWithout love."
Something'
