Lyrics

It's something like grace, the way you look at me Kinda like you see me in my finest hour It's something like church, the way it's supposed to be When I get down on my knees and feel the power It's kinda like a wildfire burnin' up the mountainside It's kinda like a freight train comin' off the track It's kinda like a free fall, the way I feel inside When there ain't no turning back If I cried a thousand tears If I lived a thousand years I could never find a way to make you see I'll never understand the way you move me You left your words all across my memory You left your mark like a burning brand You left your fingerprints all over me And now you're everywhere I am If I cried a thousand tears If I lived a thousand years I could never find a way to make you see I'll never understand the way you move me
Writer(s): Gretchen Peters Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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