Stealing From Heaven

A symphony of sunlight
Through a stained glass window
Falls right
On that upright piano
I can hear it
But my heart don't seem to be singing along
Like it usually does
Cause I'm sitting
On the pew with an angel
Tearing out a page from the hymnal
Writing, "Hey, girl,
Wanna skip on the sermon
Go burn up a back road or two?"
You write back "Boy, I do!"
Now I feel like
I'm stealing from heaven
With the gas to the floor
Yeah we're out in the the run like
I should be arrested
Just for having you in my possession
It feels like
I'm stealing from heaven
You're staring at the stars I'm
Wondering which one you came from
Trying to resist what I want
Cause if I kiss you
God might want to strike me
With lightning for loving on you
Cause I feel like
I'm stealing from heaven
With the gas to the floor
Yeah we're out in the the run like
I should be arrested
Just for having you in my possession
It feels like
I'm stealing from heaven
Stealing from heaven
I feel like
I'm stealing from heaven
Any minute you could fly away
In the sun like
I should be asking
God for forgiveness
For taking His angel
It feels like
I'm stealing from heaven
With the gas to the floor
Yeah we're out on the run like
I should be arrested
Just for having you in my possession
It feels like
I'm stealing from heaven
Stealing from heaven



Credits
Writer(s): Mark Narmore, Jason Wilkes
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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