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Maybe in another life
I could find you there
Pulled away before your time
I can't deal, it's so unfair

And it feels, and if feels like
Heaven is so far away
And it feels, and it feels like
The world has grown cold
Now that you've gone away

Leaving flowers on your grave
To show that I still care
Black roses and Hail Mary's
Can't bring back what's taken from me

I reach to the sky
And call out your name
And if I could trade, I would

And it feels, and it feels like
Heaven is so far away
And it stings, yeah it stings now
The world is so cold now that you've gone away

Gone away, gone away, yeah
yeah yeah yeah yeah

And it feels, and it feels oh yeah

Don't sell your soul, no, no

I reach to the sky
And call out your name
Oh please let me trade
I would

And it feels, and it feels like
Heaven is so far away
And it feels, yeah it feels like
The world has grown cold
Now that you've gone away

Gone away, gone away
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

And I feel, and I feel, oh yeah
And I feel, and I feel, oh yeah