Chorus 1
Prayin’ in the middle of the bridge,
Prayin’ in the middle of the bridge,
Feelin’ sweet angel kisses on my lips and nose,
Pine needles dancin’ on their tippy toes,
Prayin’ in the middle of the bridge.
Standin’ on that bridge, I look behind
And the mem’ries flow, as they fill my mind
All the laughter, sadness, joys and tears,
Each a piece that I hold dear.
Chorus 2
Prayin’ in the middle of the bridge,
Prayin’ in the middle of the bridge,
The water sings its joyful hymn,
The wind it whispers it soft Amen,
Prayin’ in the middle of the bridge.
Standin’ on that bridge, how’d I end up here?
Take a deep long breath, feel you presence near,
Now I hear that still small voice,
Know it’s time to make a choice.
Repeat Chorus 1
Standin’ on that bridge, I cannot see,
What lies ahead, what’s in store for me,
But I’ll trust in God, to lead the way,
And with faith, I’ll face each day.
The wind it whispers it’s soft, Amen.
Repeat Chorus 2
The wind it whispers it’s soft, Amen.
Copyright 2007 Donna Mucks
Walking - CD Cover
Thursday, May 17, 2007
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