Pensamentos

If I could, I’d want to go to the sea
And know the depths that it holds
I’d want to go to space, to see how high it goes
From the earth to reach the lofty skies
I’d want to stroll around in Nain
And spend a few days in Jerusalem
But these thoughts might be in vain
What I really want is to see Jesus
And touch His hands

Imagine how it must be
So beautiful is His gaze
When I’m thinking of Him
I feel the urge to fly
Fly, fly, fly

If I could, I’d want to go to the sea
And know the depths that it holds
I’d want to go to space, to see how high it goes
From the earth to reach the lofty skies
I’d want to stroll around in Nain
And spend a few days in Jerusalem
But these thoughts might be in vain
What I really want is to see Jesus
And touch His hands

Imagine how it must be
So beautiful is His gaze
When I’m thinking of Him
I feel the urge to fly
Fly, fly, fly

Imagine how it must be
So beautiful is His gaze
Imagine how it must be
So beautiful is His gaze
When I’m thinking of Him
I feel the urge to fly
Fly, fly, fly