What's the point of livin'
When there's nothing left, from givin'.....
There's just little left to make me wanna stay.
I hear Heaven's just a simple step away.
The salty tears are coursing down my cheek.
The heart is strong, the spirit's somewhat weak.
I try to hold on tighter to the truth that I once felt.
Thinking back to times before this hand was dealt.
It seems when I had much there were many,
Now that I've got naught, there isn't any.
Two things that seem to keep me here
Are two things that I hold, clearly dear.
My love of God, my love of one mere mortal man.
For them I'll try to hold on tighter, if I can.
Tell me.....what's the point of livin.
When there's nothing left from givin'....
There's just little left to make me wanna stay.
I hear Heaven's just a simple step away.
Dec 10, 2013
Dec 10, 2013 at 10:07 AM UTC
What's the point of livin'
When there's nothing left, from givin'.....
There's just little left to make me wanna stay.
I hear Heaven's just a simple step away.
The salty tears are coursing down my cheek.
The heart is strong, the spirit's somewhat weak.
I try to hold on tighter to the truth that I once felt.
Thinking back to times before this hand was dealt.
It seems when I had much there were many,
Now that I've got naught, there isn't any.
Two things that seem to keep me here
Are two things that I hold, clearly dear.
My love of God, my love of one mere mortal man.
For them I'll try to hold on tighter, if I can.
Tell me.....what's the point of livin.
When there's nothing left from givin'....
There's just little left to make me wanna stay.
I hear Heaven's just a simple step away.
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