"Until I Sing" lyrics
"Until I Sing"
So open up a window please
And let a little air in for me
I'm feeling restless now
And I want to get out
It's nothing but a worst case plan
Carried out with my own hands
Or maybe it's hopeless
Shrouded in fear and doubt
But I feel worthless without a purpose
Until I can sing for you
I'm not loving what I'm good at now
Or not good enough at what I love somehow
I always feared this might happen
If I didn't surrender my dreams
Stuck with uncertainty
Deciding how it defines me
Without the meaning
That my expressions glean
And I feel worthless without a purpose
Until I can sing for you
I'm missing what I haven't lost
Mistaking what is gone for cost
Forgotten what I've earned
For every heart I broke
I'm waiting on a prayer I fought for
And drove all night for
Only to hold it
And have to let it go
And I feel worthless without a purpose
Until I can sing for you
I feel worthless without a purpose
Until I can sing for you
Until I can sing for you
Writer(s): Paul Hoffman
- AZLyrics
- G
- Greensky Bluegrass Lyrics
album:
"Stress Dreams" (2022)
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