Dying Man — текст песни (PFR)

This was not my idea
No I would not have though of this
Though I admit there was evidence
Surely not enough to convict
That a man was not his own
And there was more than day to day
How there could be a promise of hope
And healing that the soul might live again

(chorus)
Never would`ve bought it
Never would`ve thought it could be
Never would`ve held it
Until it took hold of me, hold of me
Now I`ve found freedom
Now mercy holds my hand
It took the grace of One living
To save this dying man

Now as I look at these pages
I see a story told in whole
Not just segments or phrases
But a story of the soul
And now a man was not his own
And there was more than day to day
How there can be a promise of hope
And healing that the soul might live again

(chorus 2x)

Never would`ve bought it
Never would`ve thought it could be