Wild Sweet Orange - Seeing & Believing lyrics

rate me

I was born in Nashville

With a song in my head

And it took me 20 years

To get a guitar in my hands

And now that I do

I just want to sing it for you

Like it's never been said to you

Or there is nothing else that I know how to do

I can't stop singing about

All the things I've seen and heard

With my head against her heart

I couldn't make it work

So now I walk her streets at night

To lay beneath her bedroom light

Hold my breath as she walks by

She asks me to live for her

But I'll often wish to die

So I pray for an angel on its way

To comb her hair as she washes her face

Oh I pray for an angel on its way

To tuck her in and keep her sane.

The older you get the more you cry

The more you understand those old folk rhymes

It's got me every evening just hoping to die so

Every morning I thank God that I'm alive

So I pray

For a song its way

To cure your ills and heal the lame

So I pray

For a song on its way

To take shape and replace our shame

Thanks to L Traller for these lyrics