one last small thread of hope I bowed my head to pray Then through the dark I saw a rope And heard a calm voice say Grab the rope, hold it tight In
one last small thread of hope I bowed my head to pray Then through the dark I saw a rope And heard a calm voice say Grab the rope Hold it tight In the
Tradução: Martina McBride. La cuerda.
with one last small thread of hope I bowed my head to pray Then through the dark I saw a rope And heard a calm voice say Grab the rope Hold it tight
