Trouble Is



My wings don't sail me to the sky.
On my own these wings won't fly.
Jesus told me so.
Still I'm not so sure that I know.

Can't find no rest for my soul.
Can't find no rest on my soul.
Jesus told me so.
Still I'm no so sure that I know.

Man, the trouble is
We don't know who we are instead.

I'll keep runnin' the other way.
My heart ain't built to stay.
My heart ain't built to stay.
And the world just ain't that way.

My heart ain't built to stay.
My heart ain't built to stay.
Jesus told me so.



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