Church Windows
I'm sitting here on a bar stool
And I'm feeling just like a damn fool
Broken heart, broken down again
She's gone up and left me
Said she needed something new
Beating heart, beating blue
Bleeding heart, bleeding blue
Bled so empty I feel hollow
You can see right through me to tomorrow
Ever see a morning sky so blue
Ever see a mourning guy so blue
Like a church window
With the sunlight shining through
But all my stained glass colors stained blue
Like a church window
With the sunlight shining through
But all my stained glass colors stained blue
All my colors they're blue
Where's that little lady
Everyone says to me
I wish they all knew
Then I wouldn't say she's gone away
Oh I know this feeling
If you don't then God spared you
I wish He would've spared me too
Lord you could've spared me too
Like a church window
With the sunlight shining through
But all my stained glass colors stained blue
Like a church window
With the sunlight shining through
But all my stained glass colors stained blue
All my colors they're blue
All my colors they're blue
Now listen to this old picker pick it blue
Where's that little lady
Everyone says to me
I wish they all knew
Then I wouldn't say she's gone away
Oh I know this feeling
If you don't then God spared you
I wish He would've spared me too
Lord you could've spared me too
Spare me Lord
And I'm feeling just like a damn fool
Broken heart, broken down again
She's gone up and left me
Said she needed something new
Beating heart, beating blue
Bleeding heart, bleeding blue
Bled so empty I feel hollow
You can see right through me to tomorrow
Ever see a morning sky so blue
Ever see a mourning guy so blue
Like a church window
With the sunlight shining through
But all my stained glass colors stained blue
Like a church window
With the sunlight shining through
But all my stained glass colors stained blue
All my colors they're blue
Where's that little lady
Everyone says to me
I wish they all knew
Then I wouldn't say she's gone away
Oh I know this feeling
If you don't then God spared you
I wish He would've spared me too
Lord you could've spared me too
Like a church window
With the sunlight shining through
But all my stained glass colors stained blue
Like a church window
With the sunlight shining through
But all my stained glass colors stained blue
All my colors they're blue
All my colors they're blue
Now listen to this old picker pick it blue
Where's that little lady
Everyone says to me
I wish they all knew
Then I wouldn't say she's gone away
Oh I know this feeling
If you don't then God spared you
I wish He would've spared me too
Lord you could've spared me too
Spare me Lord
Credits
Writer(s): Jimmy Burgess
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