It’s a cold and it’s a broken Hallelujah!
I know this room, I’ve walked this floor. It doesn’t matter which you heard The holy, or the broken Hallelujah!īaby, I’ve been here before. You say I took the name in vain But I don’t even know the name.īut if I did, well, really, what’s it to you? There’s a blaze of light in every word She broke your throne, she cut your hair, and from your lips she drew the Hallelujah! Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you.
Your faith was strong but you needed proof. Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelu-u-jah!! The minor fall, the major lift, the baffled king composing Hallelujah! Now I’ve heard there was a secret chord that David played and it pleased the Lord,īut you don’t really care for music, do you? It goes like this: the fourth, the fifth
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