paroles de chanson Where You Come From - The Voice Performance - Britton Buchanan

I'd trade guts for glory
I'd trade love for pain
I'd trade my tomorrows if you'd just say my name
The spool in this needle
This blood in veins
I'm an innocent victim on a runaway train
Now it's time to let go
It's time to break free
From these sins that I hold
And this blood that I bleed
Don't say goodbye
You don't have to hold on
The place where you come from is gone
The place where you come from is gone
I found God in the backseat
Of a stranger's used car
I found faith in the rumble
Of a stranger's guitar
I found love in the city
In a stranger's blue eyes
And I found salvation in a stranger's goodbye
It's time to let go
It's time to break free
From these sins that I hold
And this blood that I bleed
Don't say goodbye
You don't have to hold on
The place where you come from is gone
(Oh it's gone)
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
The place where you come from is gone
The place where you come from is gone
The place where you come from-
Is so gone