David Wilcox - Words Alone Lyrics

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Words Alone

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What Are The Lyrics For Words Alone By David Wilcox?
When I'm afraid of dying ashamed
Of never doing what I'm here for I'm afraid of being afraid And wasting precious time I'm afraid of growing so cold Closing off to love inside me I'm afraid of just getting old But never getting wise Here tonight A storm of another kind Where's the light I have known, have known? Your lightning strikes Born of another time Across these years, you have shone, by your words alone By your words alone By your words alone I don't even know how it starts Too much fretting and forgetting Something switches off in my heart And leaves me to my mind So I'm reaching for your words in the dark To bring you here to shine your wisdom All it takes is one sudden spark To leave this fear behind Here tonight A storm of another kind Where's the light I have known, I have known? Your lightning strikes Born of another time Across these years, you have shone, by your words alone By your words alone By your words alone By your words alone You blaze this sacred trail I find Here tonight A storm of another kind Where's the light I have known, I have known? Your lightning strikes Born of another time Across these years, you have shone, by your words alone By your words alone By your words alone |
Who Wrote Words Alone By David Wilcox?
David Wilcox, Nance Pettit
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What's The Duration Of The Words Alone By David Wilcox?The duration of Words Alone is 4:22 minutes and seconds. |
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