Тексты песен Connie Smith

He is my reason for living he is my everything I remember my days of darekness without sunshine or sight to lead my way Then a whisper of His voice softly called me to the arms of my Saviour to stay H

Well I feel just like an acord on an old flat top guitar I've been used till I can't stand it anymore You've been tended out of here so much to find you someone new That you're wearin' out the hinges