Paroles de Father John

I woke up in the misty AM I got tired so I lay there again I can’t hear you anymore I need some calm at the end of the storm So if I try How much would it cost to keep? Don't wanna lose my soul Don't wanna lose my sleep It’s a tricky thing Sometimes to believe Life’s not long Then it’s gone, then it’s gone So move on So I talk to father John On how to be a better man He said, "Son, I can’t help you anymore There’s always gonna be a storm" So if I try How much would it cost to keep? Don't wanna lose my soul Don't wanna lose my sleep It’s a tricky thing Sometimes to believe Life’s not long Then it’s gone, then it’s gone So move on