Testo To The Skies Everyday Sunday
God, I never saw this coming
Did you see this coming around
So tired of myself, so tired of feeling like I let You down
CHORUS
Have the angels take a message to the skies
Iâm lost without You, itâs no surprise
Iâm falling down one more time
Holding back nothing
Always wish I was someone else
Do I make You wish that now
Iâm nothing without You
And maybe the worst part is
Thatâs been all right with me
CHORUS
Will I come up swinging?
Will I stand up stronger?
Will I fall down screaming?
I canât take this any longer
I donât understand, but then I took Your hand
And nothing was the same again