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• Artiste: Faith Hill
• Titre: Why
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You must have been in a place so dark You couldn't see the light Reachin' for you through the stormy cloud Now here we are gathered In our little hometown This can't be the way you were meant to draw a crowd Oh why, that's what I keep asking Was there anything I could have said or done Oh, and I, I had no clue you were masking A troubled soul, God only knows What went wrong and why You would leave the stage In the middle of a song Now in my mind I keep you frozen As a seventeen-year-old Rounding third to score the winning run You always played with passion No matter what the game When you took the stage you'd shine just like the sun Oh then why, that's what I keep asking Was there anything I could have said or done Oh, and I, I had no clue you were masking A troubled soul, God only knows What went wrong and why You would leave the stage In the middle of a song Your beautiful song Now the oak trees are swaying In the early autumn breeze And a golden sun is shining on my face Through tangled thoughts I hear A mockingbird sing And whole this old world really ain't that bad of a place Oh but why, there's no comprehending And who am I to try to judge or explain Oh, but I, I have one burning question Who told you life wasn't worth the fight They were wrong and they lied Now you're gone and they cry 'Cause it's not like you to walk away In the middle of a song Your beautiful song Your absolutely beautiful song