I don't wanna hear your love song
I got on this airplane just to fly
And I know there's life below me But all I need you can show me
Is the prairie and the sky
And I don't wanna hear a sad story
Full of heartbreak and desire The last time I felt like this
I was in the wilderness And the canyon was on fire
And I stood on a mountain In the night and I watched it burn
I watched it burn
I watched it burn
I would rock my soul In the bosom of Abraham
I would hold my life
In his saving grace
I would walk all the way From Bowler to Birmingham
If I thought I could see I could see your face
Will you really gun me this time?
And the hardest part is knowing I'll survive
I've come to listen for the sound
Of the trumpets they say go down,
down on
95 And pretend that it's the ocean
Coming down to wash me clean
To wash me clean
Baby, do you know what I mean?
I would rock my soul
In the bosom of
Abraham I would hold my life In his saving grace
I would walk all the way From Bowler to Birmingham
If I thought I could see I could see your face
I would rock my soul In the bosom of Abraham
I would hold my life In his saving grace
I would walk all the way From Bowler to Birmingham
If I thought I could see I could see your face