Chris Whitley
God Thing
You never notice childAnd I just pretend againAbout the power shiftOn your God thingI never forget falling nowThe times you rode with meYou followed me downAnd never had to lose yourselfWith your God thingAs I tried to strip high gear againGoing so fast, so fastI never cared about your politicsAll them dumb ass semanticsAll them other fucked side effectsBecause now if I could touch you thereSister, of course if I could reach you thereEven though you'll be left aloneEven though they always get it wrong
From Letras Mania