Devil's highway, he's right beside me Whispering in my ear He drew the map and set the trap But I'm the one that got me here Made a mess of my whole
He said He'd wait for us Just come to Jesus For anyone who's given up on God For those who've tripped and fallen out of grace For anyone who's looking
Here I go again, it's another messy morning Walk around the clothes that are covering the floor and Take my kiss and coffee to go Then put on my mascara
We want it all, we want it now We want life to be fair, everybody does We lose ourselves under the faces That we learn to wear, oh, we just wanna be loved
hopeless soul who can't remember their way home and everything is out of their control CHORUS There is no valley, there is no darkness there is no sorrow greater than the grace
Oh, you can see it when you close your eyes A Norman Rockwell painting come to life With all the colors of a stained-glass window All the characters and
Waiting for that other shoe to drop And you swear this world's gonna come to a stop Drowning on dry land and you can't come up for air Your knees are
Cause we always have and we always will They say that everything changes And it does But oh, there's no changin' us Oh, there's no changin' us
Pretty soon her life is gonna change, she just doesn't know it yet She's a wildflower that's waitin' on a sunny day Waitin' on the winds of change to
Last night I hit rock bottom, finally saw right through myself Wasn't long 'till I called mamma, I wouldn't wanna call no one else And I knew exactly
turn up the radio up 'cause I feel like singing CHORUS There's toys in the yard and the house needs paintin' And I'm pretty sure the neighbors all hate us
The Solid Time Of Change Anderson/Howe A seasoned witch could call you from the depths of your disgrace, And rearrange your liver to the solid mental grace
grace Achieve it all with music that came quickly from afar Then taste the fruit of man recorded losing all against the hour And assessing points to
grace, And achieve it all with music that came quickly from afar, Then taste the fruit of man recorded losing all against the hour. And assessing points
balloon I'd be like.... If I was Alyssa Milano I'd be fucking Joe Bruce If I was a radio DJ I'd probably say, point 103 If I was a richie ass bitch I
that stubborn goat Who won't give up the remote Conservative patient Persistent with statements Never admitting wrongs Difficult and strong Heavy points
she's crawling away Now from all of his grace Plus it's all been the same she's fallen ashamed From going her ways So she goes and she prays she hopes she can change
lick for this? And you might just trip on this aside from these benefits You know the God who made us from dust And plus He'll make the change in this