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Higher Ground - Chris Daughtry Lyrics

Dead Leaves and the dirty ground
when I know You're not around
shiny tops and soda pops
when I hear your lips make a sound
when I hear your lips make a sound
thirty notes in the mailbox will tell you that I'm coming home
and I think I'd better sick around for a while so you're not alone
for a while so you're not alone
soft hair and a velvet tongue I wanna give you what you give to me
and every breath that is in your lungs is a tiny little gift to me
is a tiny little gift to me
if you can hear a piano fall you can hear me coming down the hall
if i could just hear your pretty voice I dont think I'd
have to see at all
I dont think I'd have to see at all
I didnt feel so bad til the sun went down
I got back home no one to wrap my arms around
to wrap my arms around
to wrap my arms around
any man with a microphone can tell you what he wants the most
and you'll know why you love at all if you're thinking of the holy ghost
if you're thinking of the holy ghost