50 lyrics for "(So I race for it)"
And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears. Get over your hill and see what you find there, With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair. And there will come a time, you'll see, with no more tears. And after the storm, I run and run
PlayOnly in dreams, so so blindly you follow Only in death we come to amends This bitter pill I'm left here to swallow Or will I I see you in the end? You took him away Without a trace or tear, erased from the story Hate fills these bloodshot eyes He was gone
PlayFor the walls of my tower they come crumbling down 'Cause I I know my weakness, know my voice And I'll believe in grace and choice And I I know perhaps my heart is fast But I'll be born without a mask I I know the time has numbered my days, And I'll go along
PlayDon't give in Don't you dare quit so so easy Give all that you got on the soul Don't say that you want it it forever I I know, I know Like an old lesson learned I I think you made up your mind It It won't be lost forever This is your grace
PlayYou were in love with someone Tell me what hardened your heart Tell me what turned it it to stone Tell me what made you forget The love that you had In your heart is gone Any touch of sincerity Any trace of compassion What hardened your heart?
PlayBaby just come to me Tell me what's goin' on Baby I I love you so so I never let you go Waiting for for warm embrace I'm living in the space Be what you want to be Tell me what's going on I'm looking for for your face Don't break my heart tonight
PlayAnd love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears. Get over your hill and see what you find there, With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair. And there will come a time, you'll see, with no more tears. And after the storm, I run and run
PlaySave your sin for for someone else Oh, oh, oh, not for for me I I ain't your mama I I ain't your priest I I got no time to waste on your saving grace So, get up off your knees please I I ain't whiskey in a bottle, I won't let you forget No shot of Novocaine
PlayTake my scars Through hands of God I I found a better way To break the walls It It's been around for for a thousand years And it it'll be here for for plenty more It It is the face hidden in disgrace That has become now an open sore It It is a false messiah
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