Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ryan Price
Ryan Price
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ryan Price
Ryan Price
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ryan Price
Ryan Price
Producer
Hank Harris
Hank Harris
Producer

Lyrics

Distance can hurt
But love takes the pain
I'll dream every night
Of your holy name
Crying won't help
So I'll write you some songs
And sing them for you
Every night through the phone
And they'll go like
I'll follow you
To the end of the pines
To the stars in the sky
I'll be loving you
I'll sleep with you
To the end of my life
Til God steals the night
I'll never stop
And that's the kind of love we got
We both know that
There might be a chance
Where this love can end
It ain't our fault
God gives us a love
And takes it away
To wish for a day
Where it comes back
But I promise that
I'll follow you
To the end of the pines
To the stars in the sky
I'll be loving you
I'll sleep with you
To the end of my life
Til God steals the night
I'll never stop
And that's the kind of love we got
Hold me dear
And love me forever
Through flames and
The embers don't
Quit on me now
Oh I'm just a beggar
Give me warmth
Through the winter
It's cold in this house
All alone
But I promise that
I'll follow you
To the end of the pines
To the stars in the sky
I'll sleep with you
To the end of my life
Til God steals the night
Til the rivers run dry
I'll never stop
And that's the kind of love we got
Written by: Ryan Price
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