Dec 2014
Maybe there’s a God above,
but all I’ve ever learned from love,
was how to shoot at someone
who outdrew you.
It’s not a cry you can hear at night.
It’s not somebody
who has seen the light.
It’s a cold,
and it’s a broken Hallelujah,
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
but all I’ve ever learned from love,
was how to shoot at someone
who outdrew you.
It’s not a cry you can hear at night.
It’s not somebody
who has seen the light.
It’s a cold,
and it’s a broken Hallelujah,
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Leonard Cohen- One of the most beautiful songs ever written- in my humble opinion.
Written by
Thinking Out Loud
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