Lyrics

I should not have hid Where my heart can't follow 'Cause this grace gets so far And too hard to swallow I've been running from Saul He's been giving chase When I look in his eyes All I see is my face Are you still on my back After all these years? Chasing me out of hell And my nice veeners I don't know how you stand When you've got no floor Or how you can breathe With your hands on boards I just want to be not what I am today I just want to be better than my friends might say I just want a small part in your passion play Do you hear when I call in the midst of wrong? Do you hear these here words while I sing this song? Are you caught up in me, like I heard you say? Or just some big cashier that I'll have to pay I just want to be not what I am today I just want to be better than my friends might say I just want a small part in your passion play
Writer(s): William Richard Fitzsimmons Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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