Billy Crockett
Billy Crockett
Billy Crockett
Billy Crockett
Billy Crockett
Billy Crockett
Billy Crockett
Billy Crockett
Billy Crockett
Billy Crockett
Billy Crockett
Billy Crockett
Billy Crockett
A lonely fisherman sets out from port
Under a canopy of stars and worlds unknown
A weary preacher in an old church yard
Calls out the names upon the gravestones one by one
Higher love, a great extending love
There is a higher love than I can see
Larger mind, another kind of mind
There is a larger mind surpassing me
Oh, oh, oh
I hear the rustling of the leaves again
Whispers of mystery or is it just the wind?
The bread is broken and the cup is passеd
And in the singing something opens up at last
Higher love, a great extending love
There is a higher love than I can see
Larger mind, another kind of mind
There is a larger mind surpassing me
Oh, oh, oh
By some imagination more than mine
I belong here in this universe of grace
A tiny temporary splash of life
Caught in the distances of time and darks of space
Higher love, a great extending love
There is a higher love than I can see
Larger mind, another kind of mind
There is a larger mind surpassing me
Oh, oh, oh
I'm underneath the stars tonight
Lost in the middle of a million brilliant lights
I wonder who You are
Brighter dream, a bright and distant dream
There is a brighter dream surrounding me
Oh, oh, oh
Higher love
Higher Love was written by Milton Brasher-Cunningham & Billy Crockett.
Higher Love was produced by Billy Crockett.