Listen, who I used to be
Don't matter much at all to me.
To pin you down, to plant your feet's
a far cry from my destiny.
Not even the clouds,
Not even the past,
Not even the hands of God
could hold back from you.
Dark and lonely is the ride,
the devil always by my side.
Though no match for what lies between
the thought of you,
your trust for me.
Not even the sun,
A bullet from a gun,
No, nothing that this world could bring or
Anything someone could do
No can of gold placed in my hand,
the largest find,
the greatest sum.
Though some would say
It'd ease our pain,
We know that it can't be done.
Not even the sun,
Not even the clouds.
Not even the past,
No, nothing that this world can bring or anything someone can do,
Could hold me back from you.
Could hold me back from you.
Could hold me back from you.
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