Lyrics

There I was out on my own City lights were dark n' cold Ya get down, ya get down Preacher man come up to me Open arms and a prophecy He knows I'm down, oh he knows I'm down You get lost, you get found... You turn it around And everyone gets a little low And everyone gets a little high Believe when you open your eyes, oh, you will see Ah yeah, we gonna turn it around No glamour in sleepin' rough A beggin' hand begs for love I'm goin' past the street, past the shame, make my way Walk with a purpose Ya better move with some soul Walk with the good lord, ain't ever gonna walk alone You get lost, you get found... You turn it around And everyone gets a little low And everyone gets a little high Believe when you open your eyes, oh, you will see Ah yeah, we gonna turn it around And everyone gets a little low Just like everyone gets a little high Oh believe when you open your eyes you will see Ah yeah, we gonna turn it around Yeah, we gonna turn it around We gonna turn it around
Writer(s): David Rosales Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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