21 February 2011
music joy. part two.
sounds like hallelujah.
I’m just waiting on the sun
To close his eyes and call the night
So we can put all our differences aside
I’m just waiting on the moon
With all the stars and all it’s gloom
We can watch it fall right back into place
So I won’t keep myself around
Just to keep you warm
Momma don’t put no gun in my hand
I don’t wanna end up like these men
Momma don’t put no gun in my hand
I don’t wanna end up like these men
I’m not walking away
I’m just hearing what you’re saying
For the first time
Sounds like hallelujah for the first time
For the first time
Sounds like hallelujah for the first time
And I’ll miss you someday
I’ll miss you someday
I’ll miss you someday
I’ll miss you someday
I’ll miss you someday
I’ll miss you
I’m not walking away
I’m just hearing what you’re saying
For the first time
Sounds like hallelujah for the first time
For the first time
I’m singing hallelujah for the first time
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