I don't know why she adores me Why I'm the man of her dreams She thinks that I am her hero I'm not even sure what love means Don't let her know she's
I feel it, you feel it that this was meant to be I know it, you know it that you were made for me We can't deny this any longer, day by day it's getting
I just want to tell you, all the things you are And all the things you mean to me When I find myself believing, there's no place to go When I feel the
A pilgrim on a pilgrimage Walked across the Brooklyn Bridge His sneakers torn in the hour When the homeless move their cardboard blankets And the new
Irish blood, English heart, this I'm made of There is no one on earth I'm afraid of And no regime can buy or sell me I've been dreaming of a time when
No mountains too high, for you to climb All you have to do is have some climbing faith, oh yeah No rivers too wide, for you to make it across All you
Hark! The herald the angels sing Glory to the new born king Peace on earth and mercy mild God and sinners reconciled Joyful, all ye nations rise Join
She lived like she knew, nothing lasts Didn't care to look like anyone else And she was beautiful, so beautiful I still hear her laugh like she's here
Angels, answer me, are you near if rain should fall? Am I to believe you will rise to calm the storm? For so great
One day, one night, one moment My dreams could be tomorrow One step, one fall, one falter
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What can I say when I can't find the words To possibly explain what I'm feeling inside? I tried to believe, my hope got flattened everyday that passed
And this is the last time That I'm ever gonna come here tonight And this is the last time I will fall Into a place that fails us all inside Well I can
I'm driving in circles Should have bought that new phone I can't find my way to All the places I call home I'm (On my own) I'm at the station pumping
Spend all your time waiting for that second chance For the break that will make it ok There's always some reason to feel not good enough And it's hard
''Been leaning for A minute know I spit It can't come up in the booth it's too explicit now if I wrote It Or written I will still get It people should
Wise man said, "Just walk this way To the dawn of the light The wind will blow into your face As the years pass you by" "Hear this voice from deep inside