Say goodbye to the ones that we love Say your prayer for the ones that we love Oh Lord have mercy on my soul For the sick and suffering The city of damage control Say hello to the cops on patrol Say goodbye to the ones we love Violence on the rise Like a

I had to find me and I did cross Left a sore on my eye Carry my body home Jesus make up my dying bed I said a prayer to Jesus Christ instead of weeping But I meant to cry In time I receive a rose in my hand Singing I-I-I bring the boy up easy I-I-I, I

I have a life that's good Lord I pray At the end of the day Two arms around me Heaven to ground me And a family that always calls me home Four wheels to get there Enough love to share And a sweet, sweet, sweet song

And from there I see the neon grids of cities And six million people that keep their fires lit I threw a party in my name But the hours crawled by and no one came So I bowed my head and I prayed for wings To take me from this place, fuck you The day I

Some broken bridges in my time Praying for forgiveness Standing on the other side There are bridges on life?s highway But we never see them there Some cross troubled waters And some don't go nowhere Some you wouldn't step on If you're trying to save your

Can wait a long time for an answer Gets tossed all around and then lost in the world Something as hard as a prayer on your back Something as simple as boys and girls All you kids get out the back door I've never seen her this bad before She took all her

Some broken bridges in my time Praying for forgiveness Standing on the other side There are bridges on life?s highway But we never see them there Some cross troubled waters And some don't go nowhere Some you wouldn't step on If you're trying to save your

It takes two, baby It takes two (It takes two) They say it's a man's world Well that cannot be denied But what good's a man's world Without a woman by your side And so I will wait Until that moment you decide

Hope I'm feeling this good when it's Monday morning Been doing my own thing, can't say that I'm sorry And I can only pray someday that we'll all be More than just okay, we can be so free And I can get fly with ya, ride with ya, shine with ya, yeah I can

I'm so sorry for everything All night I lay on my pillow and pray For my boss to stop me in the hallway Lay my head on his shoulder and say Son, I've been hearing good things I wake up without warning and go flying around the house In my sauvignon