Angels & Airwaves "Letters To God, Part II" |
All the phones have rung and rung They're off the hook, all but one And all the mail, stacked up inside Up from the floor, a mile high And like one would, like a child I'm asking... Like I could knock on your door Will you let me in Dear God, I found out the same things we learn when we die I found out the truth, it's all a big lie I found out the words are hard to describe To tell you I'm lost here, I'm waiting reply Climbing trees and paper planes Like as akid, we're all the same Tears of joy with sullen hearts Sticks and stones and broken arms And like one would, like a child I'm asking... Like I could knock on your door Will you let me in Dear God, I found out the same things we learn when we die I found out the truth, it's all a big lie I found out the words are hard to describe To tell you I'm lost here, I'm waiting reply I felt I was wrong and it's not you or I Or anyone else that you chose that night It seems like the madness, the choice and the light Have made it all clear if we run and hide (Intrumental) Dear God, I found out the same things we learn when we die I found out the truth, it's all a big lie I found out the words are hard to describe To tell you I'm lost here, I'm waiting, goodbye I felt I was wrong and it's not you or I Or anyone else that you chose that night It seems like the madness, the choice and the light Have made it all clear if we run and hide Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |