اصل بول
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To The Skies - Everyday Sunday
God, I never saw this coming
Did you see this coming around
So tired of myself, so tired of feeling like I let You down
CHORUS
Have the angels take a message to the skies
I'm lost without You, it's no surprise
I'm falling down one more time
Holding back nothing
Always wish I was someone else
Do I make You wish that now
I'm nothing without You
And maybe the worst part is
That's been all right with me
CHORUS
Will I come up swinging?
Will I stand up stronger?
Will I fall down screaming?
I can't take this any longer
I don't understand, but then I took Your hand
And nothing was the same again
