Rose-Colored Stained Glass Windows Petra
Words and music by Bob Hartman
Another sleepy Sunday safe within the walls
Outside a dying world in desperation calls
But noone hears the cries or knows what they're about
The doors are locked within, or is it from without
(Chorus)
Looking through rose-colored stained glass windows
Never allowing the world to come in
Seeing no evil and feeling no pain
And making the light as it comes from within
So dim...So dim
Out on your dorrstep lay masses in decay
Ignore them long enough maybe they'll go away
When you have so much you think you have so much to lose
You think you have no lack when you're really destitute
Another sleepy Sunday safe within the walls
Outside a dying world in desperation calls
But noone hears the cries or knows what they're about
The doors are locked within, or is it from without
(Chorus)
Looking through rose-colored stained glass windows
Never allowing the world to come in
Seeing no evil and feeling no pain
And making the light as it comes from within
So dim...So dim
Out on your dorrstep lay masses in decay
Ignore them long enough maybe they'll go away
When you have so much you think you have so much to lose
You think you have no lack when you're really destitute
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