There are days, waiting the fall,
There are days that I fly above them.
There is nothing, oh, I found
Stop my going down, still I hope for Lord to provide.
Well, there are people that turn from salvation
There are those with no heal by name.
Hold no pride in other place,
It is no disgrace to need Him and all He provides.
Just wait on His coming when the time is right
You will be ready, step into His light.
Oh, every sinner holds an equal share
In the glorious home in the air.
Well, I have memories that cripple my lane
And I have memories that keep me going
Sure the same for you, â
