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• Artiste: Cedarwell
• Titre: Holy Heart
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So I traveled far to Boston, With that suitcase on the plane, And I looked up a professor, I said teach me my real name, And he said no, no I don't have the words to teach you So I drove to California, With that suitcase in my car, And I found the wisest doctor, I said doctor help me serve, And he said no, no, no, no, no I don't have a pill to fix you So I ran up to Montana, With that suitcase on my back, And I found the last live poet I said show me what I lack, And he said no, no, no, no, no, no, no This is not a song to heal you Holy Heart So I walked to Arizona, Searching for my oldest friend, I said friend I'm getting tired Could you hold me till the end? But he had a job, and a car, and a wife, To start a family of his own And I don't know who could blame him But it shook me to my bones When he said no, he said no I don't have the time to hold you Holy Heart So I crawled back to Wisconsin, Trying to find a piece of home, And I walked up to my pastor I said God I'm so alone He said well have you been praying the way that we pray? And have you been going the places we go? I said no, And he said no, no, no, no, no, no, no This is not a home to house you Holy Heart So I flew right up to heaven, With that suitcase left behind, And I walked those streets of gold, Until I looked God in the eye, He said son you're looking tired But there's one more thing to ask Do you believe in what you're preaching? That the first will be the last? And I said yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea... Everything I've done has been for you Holy Heart