John Mark Mcmillan - Future / Past текст песни

You hold the rains and the sun and the moon
Like horses driven by kings
You color the mountains and valleys below
With the grain of almighty wings

All treasures of wisdom and things to be
Are hidden inside your hand
In this fortunate twist of events
You ask me to be your friend

You ask me to be your friend

[Chorus]

A few are my first,
Few are my last
You are my friend
And my future and the past

Constellations are screaming inside
Bent of your desire
Where can I run?
Where can I hide? From your hearts true aspires

All treasures of wisdom and things to be
Are hidden inside your hand
In this fortunate twist of events
You ask me to be your friend

[Chorus]

You are the beginning and the end