then when you grow up. Maybe, maybe you can live, live on Kelvin. Yeah, you can live in Kelvin on the promenade. With the concrete walkways where pigeons go to die A woman on the fourteenth floor
this revelry. I remember how I used to want it all. Funny now the big things seem so small. From http//www. elyrics. net/read/a/amy-grant-lyrics/simple-things-lyrics. html . I dream of simple things I
Carry You. Amy Grant Lay down your burden, I will carry you. I will carry you, my child, my child. Lay down your burden, I will carry you. I will carry you, my child, my child Cuz I can walk on
