Two Cents — текст песни (Shaun Groves)

So proud to call you friend
So let down you`re starting up again
The same old story a thousand times told
With you the hapless damsel in distress

Am I richer than your King?
Will my two cents get you anything?

Chorus:
I`ll give you prayers and my time
Ev`ry moment of mine
All I have is yours to spend
But if you`re hoping all your tears will dry
With words that I dispense, well
There`re just some things that can`t be bought with my
Two cents

Still I`m so glad you call me friend
Just wond`ring when your pity parties end
When will you stop this bringing invitations
Wearing your same black party dress

Am I richer than your King?
Will my two cents get you anything?

Chorus

How can I have all your answers
When I`ve got questions of my own?

I`ll give you prayers and my time
Ev`ry moment of mine
All I have is yours to spend
But if you`re hoping all your tears will dry
With words that I dispense, well
There`re just some things that can`t be bought with my,
Bought with my, two cents.

there`s no other, such a friend and brother,
tell it to Jesus, tell it to Jesus,
tell it to Jesus, alone. Why dont you tell it to Jesus alone.