Woorden:
Newsboys Step Up To The Microphone

What were you thinking? I got a right to ask Is there a reason other than your past A great pretender, why was I the last to see through your skin? Is

over now She's falling into your hands It's all or nothing There's no guessing She's been lost and found And I miss her To take this step of faith Don

lift the woe begone Tune it in around the world All you boys and all you girls Let the truth fill up our lives Let the choir fire up and over The renewal

wanna knock it if it works for you, he Heave sighs a little too loud So frustrated with the one-way in crowd Full on dead sure anything goes Until you go stepping

on a show if that's what makes your ears prick this microphone will take a word and make it bigger oh hello so here goes steppin' right up to the microphone

on a show if that's what makes your ears prick this microphone will take a word and make it bigger oh hello so here goes steppin' right up to the microphone

what were you thinking i got a right to ask is there a reason other than your past a great pretender why was i the last to see through your SKIN is there

wind blows an old song spins around inside 'how sweet the sound' to be living and dying looks like it's over but it's just begun to take this step of

loves she sings hallelujah and falls to the ground again with hands stretched up to the sky waiting for the day she'll hear the father say... step