Mama I believe
These clouds will pass over me
And I don't need your help
I only need saving from myself
I keep praying for my own kind of miracle
Life's no roadside motel
And I sure ain't been sleeping too well
But there will be no checkout today
Sierra skyline take me all the way
I keep praying for my own kind of miracle
We're still waiting on our own kind of miracle, yeah
Mama it's time I go
But I'll see you on the other side of the road
And they, they can wear my crown
It's only been slowing me down
