There are no mystic jewels, embedded in my prose,
No moonlit haloed cherubs, perched on my piano,
No lyrics laced with pixie dust, no angels sings along.
I am just a beggar who gives alms
Chorus:
Gold and silver have i none, but such i have give thee,
Borrowed words from the one, who gave the gift to me,
The pearl that i could never buy, this life, this dream, this song,
And i am just a beggar who gives alms
I am not the creator, but a scribe with a pen,
I'm recreating visions, through a cracked and broken lens,
Only one has ever seen the home for which we long,
And i am just a beggar who gives alms.
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Thanks to alexandra_feaa for these lyricsNo moonlit haloed cherubs, perched on my piano,
No lyrics laced with pixie dust, no angels sings along.
I am just a beggar who gives alms
Chorus:
Gold and silver have i none, but such i have give thee,
Borrowed words from the one, who gave the gift to me,
The pearl that i could never buy, this life, this dream, this song,
And i am just a beggar who gives alms
I am not the creator, but a scribe with a pen,
I'm recreating visions, through a cracked and broken lens,
Only one has ever seen the home for which we long,
And i am just a beggar who gives alms.
Send "Crossfire" Ringtone to your Cell Correct these lyrics
