I LOVE your singing. You sound beautiful, perfect. And inlove how you sound beautiful on a variety of soungs. Thanks for saying that we help ourseves when we help each other.
"Trees We'll Never See" Good, sweet earth Sleeves rolled up and hands buried in the dirt I can see you there in one of dad's old shirts Showing me how life's supposed to work Good straight lines You need seed and sweat and soil and sweet sunshine Once those roots take hold you'll be just fine It's a beautiful design It just takes love and faith and grace, a little time We're all sons and daughters Just ripples on the water Trying to make it matter Until our time to leave One day they'll carve your name in stone Then send your soul on home 'Till then its praying for rain And pulling up the weeds Planting trees we'll never see First day of spring The whole world's waking up and turning green And everything connects to everything It's a beautiful design It just takes love and faith and grace, a little time We're all sons and daughters Just ripples on the water Trying to make it matter Until our time to leave One day they'll carve your name in stone Then send your soul on home 'Till then its praying for rain And pulling up the weeds Planting trees we'll never see Statues fall and glory fades But a 100-year-old oak tree still gives shade We're all sons and daughters Just ripples on the water Trying to make it matter Until our time to leave One day they'll carve our name in stone Then send our souls on home 'Till then its praying for rain And pulling up the weeds 'Till then its praying for rain And pulling up the weeds Planting trees we'll never see Trees we'll never see Writer(s): Larry Michael White, Marshall Noah Altman
I like your maybe stain glass windows and country sounding phrase. I love to hear certain male country singers. Im like yu ilike to sing saprano 2. My chorus teacher said to sing above the note. I think i can now sing saprao one and i alto two. Instead of my voice getting worse as i grew old, like my chorus teacher said would happen, my voice got better, alot better. Its not scratchy any more.
Amy Grant is such a treasure!!! I have been a huge fan since the 80's and she has touched my Life so deeply. God bless you Amy!!!
60+ years young, and better than ever!
indeed!
I LOVE your singing. You sound beautiful, perfect. And inlove how you sound beautiful on a variety of soungs. Thanks for saying that we help ourseves when we help each other.
Love this song. Love Amy and her Vince. My favorite couple. Nashvilles Finest
Ri,I,P Amy and Thanks for all videos you sent me.I cried when i heard you had gone i miss you very much with all songs i have from 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭you.
Just heard her yesterday, vibrant and well!
Beautiful composition. We need more songs like this during these times
Beautiful 🎉🎉
I have loved Amy since I was a teen and I'm in my mid 50's now!!
I am obsessed with this song! Thanks so much for posting. Can’t wait til it’s released!! 💛
"Trees We'll Never See"
Good, sweet earth
Sleeves rolled up and hands buried in the dirt
I can see you there in one of dad's old shirts
Showing me how life's supposed to work
Good straight lines
You need seed and sweat and soil and sweet sunshine
Once those roots take hold you'll be just fine
It's a beautiful design
It just takes love and faith and grace, a little time
We're all sons and daughters
Just ripples on the water
Trying to make it matter
Until our time to leave
One day they'll carve your name in stone
Then send your soul on home
'Till then its praying for rain
And pulling up the weeds
Planting trees we'll never see
First day of spring
The whole world's waking up and turning green
And everything connects to everything
It's a beautiful design
It just takes love and faith and grace, a little time
We're all sons and daughters
Just ripples on the water
Trying to make it matter
Until our time to leave
One day they'll carve your name in stone
Then send your soul on home
'Till then its praying for rain
And pulling up the weeds
Planting trees we'll never see
Statues fall and glory fades
But a 100-year-old oak tree still gives shade
We're all sons and daughters
Just ripples on the water
Trying to make it matter
Until our time to leave
One day they'll carve our name in stone
Then send our souls on home
'Till then its praying for rain
And pulling up the weeds
'Till then its praying for rain
And pulling up the weeds
Planting trees we'll never see
Trees we'll never see
Writer(s): Larry Michael White, Marshall Noah Altman
This was my first time listening to this song. I love it!!!
Love this song ❤😊one of my favorite
Love this song!!
That's so beautiful
❤️❤️
I like your maybe stain glass windows and country sounding phrase. I love to hear certain male country singers. Im like yu ilike to sing saprano 2. My chorus teacher said to sing above the note. I think i can now sing saprao one and i alto two. Instead of my voice getting worse as i grew old, like my chorus teacher said would happen, my voice got better, alot better. Its not scratchy any more.
How depressing during these crazy times! I cant listen to it.