Текст и слова песни William Fitzsimmons – Passion Play
I should not have hid
Where my heart can't follow
This grace gets so far
And too hard to swallow
I've been running from Saul,
He's been giving chase
I look in his eyes
All I see is my face
Are you still on my back
After all these years?
Chasing me out of hell
And my nice fun years
I don't know how you stand
When you've got no floor
Or how you can breathe
With your hands on boards
Just want to be not what I am today
Just want to be better than my friends might say
Just want a small part in your passion play
Do you hear when I call
In the midst of wrong?
Do you hear these here words
While I sing this song?
Are you caught up in me
Like I heard you say?
Or just some big cashier
That I'll have to pay
Just want to be not what I am today
Just want to be better than my friends might say
Just want a small part in your passion play
Where my heart can't follow
This grace gets so far
And too hard to swallow
I've been running from Saul,
He's been giving chase
I look in his eyes
All I see is my face
Are you still on my back
After all these years?
Chasing me out of hell
And my nice fun years
I don't know how you stand
When you've got no floor
Or how you can breathe
With your hands on boards
Just want to be not what I am today
Just want to be better than my friends might say
Just want a small part in your passion play
Do you hear when I call
In the midst of wrong?
Do you hear these here words
While I sing this song?
Are you caught up in me
Like I heard you say?
Or just some big cashier
That I'll have to pay
Just want to be not what I am today
Just want to be better than my friends might say
Just want a small part in your passion play
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