Baby I'll be your soldier Gladly I'll do your bidding For just a taste of what you're holding For just a taste you could own me Save your sermons for someone that's afraid to love I'll be right here lying in the hands of god
Here it comes dive right into me Now the floor is the ceiling If you never flew why would you? Cut the wings off a butterfly
Save your sermons for someone that's afraid to love If you knew what I feel then you couldn't be so sure I'll be right here lying in the hands of god If you feel angels in your hair Teardrops of joy run down your face You will rise
Fill me up now drain me Skin begins to grow back slowly Faster until I'm choking I really should call my mother
Save your sermons for someone that's afraid to love If you knew what I feel then you couldn't be so sure I'll be right here lying in the hands of god If you feel angels in your hair
I am in love with nothing else Teardrops of joy run off my face I will rise for someone that's afraid to love If you knew what I feel then you couldn't be so sure I'll be right here lying in the hands of god
Now the floor is the ceiling If you never flew why would you
Compositores: Boyd C Tinsley (Boyd Tinsley) (ASCAP), Carter A Beauford (Carter Beauford) (ASCAP), David John Matthews (PRS), Leroi H Moore (Leroi Moore) (ASCAP), Stefan K Lessard (Stefan Lessard) (ASCAP), Tim Reynolds (ASCAP)Editores: Colden Gray Ltd (ASCAP), Sal Mander PubPublicado em 2009 (31/Mar) e lançado em 2009 (01/Jun)ECAD verificado obra #14496100 e fonograma #2455439 em 14/Abr/2024