Bethany Dillon - Beautiful

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I was so unique
Now I feel skin deep
I count on the make-up to cover it all
Crying myself to sleep cause I cannot keep their attention
I thought I could be strong
But it s killing me

Does someone hear my cry?
I m dying for new life

[Chorus]
I want to be beautiful
Make you stand in awe
Look inside my heart,
and be amazed
I want to hear you say
Who I am is quite enough
Just want to be worthy of love
And beautiful

Sometimes I wish I was someone other than me
Fighting to make the mirror happy
Trying to find whatever is missing
Won t you help me back to glory

[Chorus]

You make me beautiful
You make me stand in awe
You step inside my heart, and I am amazed
I love to hear You say
Who I am is quite enough
You make me worthy of love and beautiful

Inne utwory

  • All i need
  • I believe in you
  • The Kingdom
  • Be near me
  • The way i see you
  • Are you sure
  • Hero
  • Great big mystery
  • 26 Letters
  • A voice calling out
  • You could be the one
  • Come find me
  • Something there
  • Hallelujah
  • Let your light shine
  • Vagabond
  • Tell me
  • Waking up
  • Why
  • Losowe utwory

    Lightning is my girl

    Gonna let the lightning
    Tuck me into my bed
    Gonna let that man
    Let him into my head
    I’ll see you in my dreams
    Electrified and cherry red

    And I’ll, meet you on the corner
    Under true blue skies
    Seeking cherry cola
    As the bridging wine
    To bring you to my lips, one more time

    Kissing on the corner
    I know it...

    Might as well be me

    No more lonely nights I m with you
    And I m holding you tight
    The wasted nights you sat and dreamed of her
    Coz she ain t coming back
    When your days and nights get colder
    You can think of me, you can imagine...

    Za mało godzin w dobie

    [RDW]
    Minuty płyną jak stare miasto płyta
    Za mało godzin w dobie i ta cisza jak pędziwiatr
    Na prędkości ogarniam sytuację
    Cały dzień nie dość mi czasu- komplikacje
    Wczoraj melanż do późna, to późńo wstaje
    Już pół dnia się wyróżniam, a twarz ma kolor dziwny
    Nike pod oczami w kolorze...

    San Francisco fan

    San Francisco Fan
    Loved a no-good gamblin man;
    She drank the coffee dregs so she could fry his eggs
    In a golden fryin pan.

    Can-canned by command,
    Of the Gold Rush Cafe clan,
    She gave her man her pay; he gambled it away
    Playing Chinatown fan-tan.

    Once they...

    Get your gun

    Johnny, get your gun
    I m not afraid to die
    Johnny, get your gun
    For a suicide pact tonight
    Burning out with the Hollywood hopefulls
    Johnny, I m not your dying star
    Ultra violence
    Wrapped in cellophane
    Bound and gagged in the back of my car
    That cardboard cut out...