And watch the children play
And I wonder if they wonder
What they'll be some day
Some will dream a big dream
And make it all come true
While others go on dreaming
Of things they'll never do
[Chorus:]
We're all just seeds
In God's hands
We start the same
But where we land
Is sometimes fertile soil
And sometimes sand
We're all just seeds
In god's hands
I saw a friend the other day
I hardly recognized
He'd done a lot of living
Since I'd last looked in his eyes
He told his tale of how he'd failed
The lessons he'd been taught
But he offered no excuses
And he left me with this thought
(Repeat Chorus)
And as I'm standing at a crossroads once again
I'm reminded we're all the same when we begin
And in the end?
(Repeat Chorus)
(Tag)
We're all just seeds
In god's hands
Sometimes I stop on my way home And watch the children play And I wonder if they wonder What they'll be some day Some will dream a big dream And make it all come true While others go on dreaming Of things they'll never do [Chorus:] We're all just seeds In God's hands We start the same But where we land Is sometimes fertile soil And sometimes sand We're all just seeds In god's hands I saw a friend the other day I hardly recognized He'd done a lot of living Since I'd last looked in his eyes He told his tale of how he'd failed The lessons he'd been taught But he offered no excuses And he left me with this thought (Repeat Chorus) And as I'm standing at a crossroads once again I'm reminded we're all the same when we begin And in the end? (Repeat Chorus) (Tag) We're all just seeds In god's hands Explain Request ×
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