Texty

Been around this world so many times If you could only see my mind I watch my secret heaven turn to hell Faith alone has guided me The ghost of my own destiny I haven't even got a soul to sell All the things I put me through I wouldn't wish my hell on you You'll never know what's going on inside Just another lonely broken hero Picking up the pieces of my mind Running out of faith and hope and reason I'm running out of time, running out of time Trouble always seems to find A way to live inside my mind My haunted hell and me remain alone Underneath my masquerade A simple man who's so afraid I tried to find a light to guide me home Mama please just hold me tight Feelin' so afraid tonight 'Cause you're the only one that really knows Just another lonely broken hero Picking up the pieces of my mind Running out of faith and hope and reason I'm running out of time, running out of time Fighting for my sanity Many nights of tragedy Got to leave my wretched ways behind Just another lonely broken hero Picking up the pieces of my mind Running out of faith and hope and reason I'm running out of time, running out of time I'm running out of time, running out of time.
Writer(s): Joan Osborne, Louis Frausto Perez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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