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Pocket Full Of Rocks – Now I Sing lyrics
Let the world say that I'm crazy, let the world call me a fool
But they just don't know what I've found in You, my precious jewel
Let the world say that I've lost my mind and that I have no ground to stand
But they just don't know what it's like
To have the King of the universe hold your hand
So I sing, we dance before You Lord
I sing, we dance before You Lord
I can't help but sing, we dance before You Lord
Lord I sing, we dance before You Lord
Let the world say that I'm crazy, let the world call me a fool
But they just don't know what I've found in You, my precious jewel
Let the world say that I've lost my mind
And that I have no ground to stand
But they just don't know what it's like
To have the king of the universe hold Your hand
[Chorus:]
So let the world say I can't dance,
That I've got no rhythm at all
They say that You can't even two-step,
If You tried You'd trip and fall
And there are many ballerinas
With much more grace than me
But I tell ya, I'm God's favorite,
He's got eyes only for me
But they just don't know what I've found in You, my precious jewel
Let the world say that I've lost my mind and that I have no ground to stand
But they just don't know what it's like
To have the King of the universe hold your hand
So I sing, we dance before You Lord
I sing, we dance before You Lord
I can't help but sing, we dance before You Lord
Lord I sing, we dance before You Lord
Let the world say that I'm crazy, let the world call me a fool
But they just don't know what I've found in You, my precious jewel
Let the world say that I've lost my mind
And that I have no ground to stand
But they just don't know what it's like
To have the king of the universe hold Your hand
[Chorus:]
So let the world say I can't dance,
That I've got no rhythm at all
They say that You can't even two-step,
If You tried You'd trip and fall
And there are many ballerinas
With much more grace than me
But I tell ya, I'm God's favorite,
He's got eyes only for me
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