My God - Gemma Hayes

My God

Hope you’re on call

'Cause I maybe in danger of crashing before I get to fall

Let’s cry boy

While neighbours have their backs turned

I’m having trouble believing anything you say

Keep the car running outside

You go and make up your mind

You’re staying her running wild with me

You know I could still love you, yeah

My God

Looks like I’m going it alone

Can’t wipe the tears away fast enough

Now I can’t see the road

Got a boot full of dreams

And a pocket full of reasons not to stay

Got a cross of Jesus around my neck

Hoping he’ll help me find my way

So afraid of losing

Now I’m scared of what I’ve won

So afraid of leaving

Now I don’t think I can return, yeah

And all along there was a need for change

And so I thought I better leave this place

When all I had to do was change my mind

All I had to do was change my mind

My God

Is it alright if I turn right back around?

'Cause I reckon I fly highest

When my feet are planted

On the ground