Reed Frost

Running in place
For the thrill of the chase
Not knowing, I was in paste
I read Frost from outer-space
I can’t help
But feel our faith
Get out of my bed
Get out of my bread
Eggs flour wheat spice
Raisins mangos sugar and yeast
I read Frost from outer-space
I can’t help
But feel our faith
Running in place
For the thrill of the chase
Not knowing, I was in paste
I read Frost from outer-space
I can’t help
But feel our faith
Get out of my bed
Get out of my bread
Eggs flour wheat spice
Raisins mangos sugar and yeast
I read Frost from outer-space
I can’t help
But feel our faith