Amy Grant – Trees We’ll Never See Mp3 Download, Lyrics
Today is absolutely gonna be remarkable as we’ve got the Legendary multi-platinum, six-time Grammy-winner American gospel songstress Amy Grant on the platform of Gospel Fountain after a long hiatus come through with a powerful hit fresh single which she titled “Trees We’ll Never See” to bless our hearts and souls.
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The already trending much-anticipated hit track which is coming after 10 years of waiting is blessed with a captivating vocal and a beautiful sound to gladden our hearts and get us flowing along.
Without wasting time, do well to download the gospel music by clicking the download link below, and don’t forget to share it with your friends and family.
Listen to Amy Grant – Trees We’ll Never See and share your thoughts below:
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Amy Grant – Trees We’ll Never See Lyrics:
Good, sweet earth
Sleeves rolled up and hands buried in the dirt
I can see you there in one of dad’s old shirts
Showing me how life’s supposed to work
Good straight lines
You need seed and sweat and soil and sweet sunshine
Once those roots take hold you’ll be just fine
It’s a beautiful design
It just takes love and faith and grace, a little time
We’re all sons and daughters
Just ripples on the water
Trying to make it matter
Until our time to leave
One day they’ll carve your name in stone
Then send your soul on home
‘Till then its praying for rain
And pulling up the weeds
Planting trees we’ll never see
First day of spring
The whole world’s waking up and turning green
And everything connects to everything
It’s a beautiful design
It just takes love and faith and grace, a little time
We’re all sons and daughters
Just ripples on the water
Trying to make it matter
Until our time to leave
One day they’ll carve your name in stone
Then send your soul on home
‘Till then its praying for rain
And pulling up the weeds
Planting trees we’ll never see
Statues fall and glory fades
But a 100-year-old oak tree still gives shade
We’re all sons and daughters
Just ripples on the water
Trying to make it matter
Until our time to leave
One day they’ll carve our name in stone
Then send our souls on home
‘Till then its praying for rain
And pulling up the weeds
‘Till then its praying for rain
And pulling up the weeds
Planting trees we’ll never see
Trees we’ll never see
