Bruce Guthro - Cross
When the sea is rising
I will raise you up
When the money is gone
I will cover you loss
When people are saying
You are a fool
Count on me, brothers, I will carry your cross
Count on me, brothers, I will carry your cross
When night is falling
When the mind is cold
I will still love you
When you are old
I will be your flame
When you get lost
Count on me, brothers, I will carry your cross
When your friends all turn their backs an walk away
And it seems no one´s listening when you pray
When you feel forsaken, broken, shaken
When you hurt so much
Count on me, brothers, I will carry your cross
Count on me, brothers, I will carry your cross
When the music is labored
I will be your hands
When your mind is weary
A brilliant thought
When the hard road is favored
You advance
Count on me, brothers, I will carry your cross
When your friends all turn their backs and walk away
And it seems no one´s listening when you pray
When you feel forsaken, broken, shaken
When you hurt so much
Count on me, brothers, I will carry your cross
Count on me, brothers, I will carry your cross
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Bruce Guthro
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| Drive |
| Flew MacCartyh Home |
| Going Home |
| Little Bit A Love |
| Rockin' Tonight |
| Rush |
| So Small |
| Stone By Stone |
| Without Words |