Il testo della He is my everything

I long to be his possession
Oh, he is my everything

I remember my days of darkness
Without sunshine or sight to lead the way
Then a whisper of his voice softly called me
To the arms of my maker to stay

He is my reason for living
Oh he is the king of all kings
I long to be his possession
Oh, he is my everything

After the lightning and thunder
After the last bell has rung
I want to bow down before him
And hear him say, "well done"

He is my reason for living
Oh he is the king of all kings
I long to be his possession
Oh, he is my everything
I long to be his possession
Oh, he is my everything