Tác giả : Jars Of Clay
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Let the wind fall across my path 
Even though we barely move 
There's no turning back 
There is a river 
There is a road 
Place of holy riches untold 
It's where I'm supposed to be 
Where I'm supposed to be...my heavenly 
 
I know it never feels right 
To let go of the safety we're used to holding so tight 
But there is a lion underneath these skies 
Though love cries, love will rise...my, my, my heavenly 
 
So fly me higher, higher, hope fill me, keep me here 
Love lion, my, my... 
 
So when I'm lonely or when I'm old, life is more behind me 
All the stories have been told 
I can fix my gaze up through the clouds 
Where I'm gonna be, where I'm gonna be...my heavenly 
My, my heavenly 
My heavenly