It's something like grace
The way you look at me
Kinda like you see me
In my finest hour
It's something like church
The way it's supposed to be
When I get down on my knees and feel the power
It's kinda like a wildfire
Burnin' up the mountainside
It's kinda like a freight train
Comin' off the track
It's kinda like a freefall
The way i feel inside
When there ain't no turning back
If i cried a thousand tears
If i lived a thousand years
I could never find a way to make you see
I'll never understand the way you move me
You left your words
All across my memory
You left your mark
Like a burning brand
You left your fingerprints
All over me
And now you're everywhere i am
If i cried a thousand tears
If i lived a thousand years
I could never find a way to make you see
I'll never understand the way you move me
Writer(s): Gretchen Peters
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