Two awesome songs about my boys growing up. Listen to the songs, if you can! Watercolor Ponies by Wayne Watson | ||||||||
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There are watercolour ponies On my refrigerater door And the shape of something I don't really recognize Drawn by careful little fingers And put proudly on display A reminder to us all Of how time flies Seems an endless mound of laundry And a stairway laced with toys Gives a blow by blow Reminder of the war That we fight for their well-being For their greater understanding To impart a holy reverance For the Lord But, baby, what will we do When it comes back to me an you? They look a little less Like little boys every day Oh, the pleasure of watching The children growing Is mixed with a bitter cup Of knowing the watercolour ponies Will one day ride away And the vision can get so narrow As you view through your tiny world And little victories can go by With no applause But in the greater evaluation As they fly from your nest of love May they mount up with wings As eagles for His cause Somewhere in the World by Wayne Watson Lyrics: Somewhere in the world today A little girl will go out to play All dressed up in mama's clothes At least the way that I suppose it goes Somewhere in the world tonight Before she reaches to turn out the light She'll be prayin' from a tender heart A simple prayer that's a work of art Chorus And I don't even know her name But I'm prayin' for her just the same That the Lord will write His name upon her heart 'Cause somewhere in the course of this life A little boy will need a godly wife So hold on to Jesus, baby, wherever you are Somewhere in the world out there That little girl's learnin' how to care She's pickin' up her mamas charms Or maybe, swingin' 'round in her daddy's arms Somewhere in the world to be Though the future's not real clear to me Their's could be a tender love Grounded in eternal love above Repeat Chorus |
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