| Song | Bread & Wine |
| Artist | Josh Garrels |
| Album | Love & War & The Sea in Between |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I was wrong, everybody needs someone, to hold on | |
| Take my hand, I’ve been a lonesome man, took a while to understand | |
| There's some things we can’t live without, | |
| A man’s so prone to doubt, | |
| Faithful are the wounds from friends. | |
| So give it just a little time, | |
| Share some bread and wine | |
| Weave your heart into mine, | |
| My friend | |
| Walls fall down, where there’s a peaceful sound, lonely souls hang around | |
| Don’t be shy, there’s nothing left to hide, come on let’s talk a while | |
| Of the places we left behind, | |
| No longer yours and mine | |
| But we could build a good thing here too | |
| So give it just a little time, | |
| Share bread and wine | |
| Weave your heart into mine | |
| If I fall, I fall alone, but two can help to bear the load | |
| A threefold chord is hard to break | |
| All I have I give to you if you will share your sorrows too, | |
| Then joy will be the crown upon our heads | |
| My friend |
| I was wrong, everybody needs someone, to hold on | |
| Take my hand, I' ve been a lonesome man, took a while to understand | |
| There' s some things we can' t live without, | |
| A man' s so prone to doubt, | |
| Faithful are the wounds from friends. | |
| So give it just a little time, | |
| Share some bread and wine | |
| Weave your heart into mine, | |
| My friend | |
| Walls fall down, where there' s a peaceful sound, lonely souls hang around | |
| Don' t be shy, there' s nothing left to hide, come on let' s talk a while | |
| Of the places we left behind, | |
| No longer yours and mine | |
| But we could build a good thing here too | |
| So give it just a little time, | |
| Share bread and wine | |
| Weave your heart into mine | |
| If I fall, I fall alone, but two can help to bear the load | |
| A threefold chord is hard to break | |
| All I have I give to you if you will share your sorrows too, | |
| Then joy will be the crown upon our heads | |
| My friend |
| I was wrong, everybody needs someone, to hold on | |
| Take my hand, I' ve been a lonesome man, took a while to understand | |
| There' s some things we can' t live without, | |
| A man' s so prone to doubt, | |
| Faithful are the wounds from friends. | |
| So give it just a little time, | |
| Share some bread and wine | |
| Weave your heart into mine, | |
| My friend | |
| Walls fall down, where there' s a peaceful sound, lonely souls hang around | |
| Don' t be shy, there' s nothing left to hide, come on let' s talk a while | |
| Of the places we left behind, | |
| No longer yours and mine | |
| But we could build a good thing here too | |
| So give it just a little time, | |
| Share bread and wine | |
| Weave your heart into mine | |
| If I fall, I fall alone, but two can help to bear the load | |
| A threefold chord is hard to break | |
| All I have I give to you if you will share your sorrows too, | |
| Then joy will be the crown upon our heads | |
| My friend |