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Video Karaoke Liedje Praying for Time (live American Idol 2008) - George Michael

Deze opname is een cover van Praying for Time (live American Idol 2008) beroemd gemaakt door George Michael

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Tempo: variabel (rond 61 BPM)

Op dezelfde toonhoogte als het origineel: A

Tijdsduur: 04:40 - Preview aan: 02:38

Release datum: 2008
Genres: Pop, Engels
Originele schrijver: George Michael

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Lyrics Praying for Time (live American Idol 2008)

Woah
Hmm oh
Do you think we have time
Do you think we have time
These are the days of the open hand
They will not be the last
Look around you
These are the days of the beggars and the choosers
This is the year of the hungry man whose place is in the past
Hand in hand with ignorance and legitimate excuses
The rich declare themselves poor when most of us are not sure if we have too much
But we'll take our chances 'cos God's stopped keeping score
I guess it's somewhere along the way
He must have let us all out to play
Turned his back and all
God's children crept out the back door
And it's hard to love there's so much to hate
Hanging on to hope when there is no hope to speak of
And the wounded skies above say it's much too late
Then maybe we should all be praying for time
Doo doo doo oh oh oh oh
These are the days of the empty hand
Oh, you hold on to what you can
And charity is a coat you wear twice a year
This is the year of the guilty man
Your television takes a stand
And you find that what was over there is over here
So you scream from behind your door
Say what's mine is mine and not yours
I may have too much but I'll take my chances 'cos God's stopped keeping score
So now you're lying on the things they sold you
Did you cover your eyes when they told you
That he can't come back 'cos he has no children to come back for
It's hard to love there's so much to hate
Hanging on to hope when there is no hope to speak of
And the wounded skies above say it's much too late
Well maybe we should all praying for time
Do you think we have time
Do you think we have time
Please give us time

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