Maybe in another life I could find you there Pulled away before your time I can't deal, it's so unfair
And it feels, and it feels like Heaven's so far away And it feels, yeah it feels like The world has grown cold Now that you've gone away
Leaving flowers on your grave Show that I still care Black roses and hail marys I can't bring back what's taken from me
I Reach to the sky And call out your name Oh please let me trade I would
And it feels, and it feels like Heaven's so far away And it stings, yeah it stings now The world is so cold Now that you've gona away
I Reach to the sky And call out your name Oh please let me trade I would
And it feels, yeah it feels like Heaven's so far away And it feels, yeah it feels like Heaven's so far away
And it stings, yeah it stings now The world is so cold Now that you've gona away
And it feels, and it feels like The world is so cold Now that you've gona away
Compositor: Bryan Keith Holland (BMI)Editor: Round Hill Works (BMI)Administração: Warner-tamerlane Publishing Co (BMI)Publicado em 2010 (04/Out) e lançado em 1997 (26/Ago)ECAD verificado obra #24115971 e fonograma #1823150 em 06/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM