LYRICS GAME

Fill in the lyric gaps as you listen to the song

In the light mist of passions that rise from within

You're coming to play in my yard

On your horse, bare-chested, hair in the wind

And the sun bleaching our clothes on the line

The angel's voice whispered in my ear

I don't doubt it, I already hear your signs

That you'd come on a Sunday morning

And I proclaim you in the cathedral bells

You come, you come

I already hear your signs

You come, you come

I already hear your signs

In the light mist of passions that rise from within

You're coming to play in my yard

On your horse, bare-chested, hair in the wind

And the sun bleaching our clothes on the line

The angel's voice whispered in my ear

I don't doubt it, I already hear your signs

That you'd come on a Sunday morning

And I proclaim you in the cathedral bells

You come, you come

I already hear your signs

You come, you come

I already hear your signs

You come, you come

I already hear your signs