You love me, you hate me You make me, you break me And I don't know what I do it for I'm somewhere in the middle of you Phones lighting up, grab my favourite shirt and my keys on the counter 'Cause you said you wanna dance Halfway down the drive, must

Let this be our prayer Guide us with your grace Give us faith so we'll be safe Just like every child I pray you'll be our eyes and watch us where we go And help us to be wise in times when we don't know When we lose our way Lead us to a place To a place

A head full of dreams Oh, I think I've landed Where there are miracles at work With a head full, a head full of dreams In a world I hadn't seen When I'm feeling ordinary When I don't know what I mean For the thirst and for the hunger

Where would I go? If I don't know where I'm coming from Where you going, where you going? If I don't know, I don't know Believe me, when I say Before light, there was dark Where you going? Places that I've have been, things that I have seen

Stormy weather Since my man and I ain't together, Keeps rainin' all the time Don't know why there's no sun up in the sky Life is bare, gloom and mis'ry everywhere Just can't get my poorself together, I'm weary all the time So weary all the time When he

(Money and the fame) Fort Collins, I'm sorry, Fort Collins, I'm sorry Cause I been on this road, tryna get high from my low Won't somebody tell me where to go, please cause I don't know I might be crazy, living life like a circus ape that's strapped into

I'm gonna live on solid rock I want to live on solid rock I want to give I don't want to be blocked Well take a look at that I made a castle in the sand Saying this is where it's at you know Couldn't understand now If I realised that the chances were

Every day, a castaway A vagabond, battle born I don't know where I'm going I've flown a million miles And I've rode so many more I've been a thousand places And shook a million hands But I know just where I've been I'm battle born

I just can't let go, go Baby don't you worry, I don't know where to start Should I listen to the voices in my brain or my heart? I must find a way to say that when all is said and done I broke it down but your heart was sore It's gonna take much more to

Influenced by crime, addicted to grindin' Where I can pile up my chips And niggas call me a timer I been ballin' since my adolescent years steady climbin' Man, you motherfuckers don't know nuttin' about no timin' That's right, that's right boy start that