Artist: Benson Boone
Sunday mornings were
your favorite
I used to meet you down
on Woodscreek road
You did your hair up
like you were famous
Even though it's only
church where we were going
Now Sunday mornings,
I just sleep in
It's like I've buried my
faith with you
I'm screaming at a God,
I don't know if I believe in
'Cause I don't know what
else I can do
I'm still holding on to everything that's
dead and gone
I don't wanna say goodbye
'cause this one means forever
Now you're in the stars and six feet's never
felt so far
Here I am alone between
the heavens and the embers
Oh, it hurts so hard for a
million different reasons
You took the best of my heart and
left the rest in pieces
Digging through your
old birthday letters
still in the box
I don't think that
I could ever find a way to spend it
Even if it's the last
twenty that I've got
Oh, I'm still holding on to everything that's
dead and gone
I don't wanna say goodbye
'cause this one means forever
Now you're in the stars and six
feet's never felt so far
Here I am alone between the
heavens and the embers
Oh, it hurts so hard for a
million different reasons
You took the best of my heart
and left the rest in pieces
I'm still holding Holding,
holding Holding, holding on
I'm still holding Holding,
holding Holding, holding on
I'm still holding Holding,
holding Holding, I'm still holding on
I'm still ooh, still holding on
I'm still holding on to everything that's
dead and gone
I don't wanna say goodbye
'cause this one means forever
Now you're in the stars and
six feet's never felt so far
Here I am alone between the
heavens and the embers
Oh, it hurts so hard for a
million different reasons
You took the best of my heart,
left the rest in pieces

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