Songtexte

I can see those thunderheads coming from the west Let my heart dance its way out of my chest to sing its freedom That's where I long to be, in creation howling with rage Singing rapture, rapture Sing it loud, I do believe I'm becoming what I'm meant to be I can hear the orchestra, fell into your eyes Let your gaze fall, and let the overture rise to dip you slowly That's where I long to be, with your beauty commanding the stage Singing rapture, rapture Sing it loud, I do believe I'm becoming what I'm meant to be Sing it loud, I do believe I'm becoming, I'm becoming what I'm meant to be Singing rapture, rapture Sing it loud, I do believe I'm becoming what I'm meant to be Singing rapture, rapture Sing it loud, I do believe I'm becoming, I'm becoming what I'm meant to be
Writer(s): Jay Bartholomew Buchanan, Scott Christopher Pfaff Holiday Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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