There must be two sides to every story. And who's to say, who's right and who is wrong. And I'm tryin' to understand why you're not with me. How can we both be right when you're still gone. . It'
Oh, they tell me of a home far beyond the skies. Oh, they tell me of a home far away. Oh, they tell me of a home where no storm clouds rise. Oh, they tell me of an unclouded day Oh, the land of clo
