figuring it out
Back muscles like dunes in the desert
Dark skin, blue tint I'm so present
Lights out, right now, show me everything
Laid down, you're proud, said I'm heaven sent
I find it hard to believe I was stuck
Remind myself that I didn't give up
I walk and I eat like my dad, you said
See, that made me feel kinda sad back then
But John's sandpaper hands were warm
His Spirit strong as his shoulders broad
I find it hard to believe I was stuck
Remind myself that I didn't give up
Walk with my chest held high, cos I'm enough
Despite reality, we're giving love
Ain't it heavenly!
There's so much more to see
As we make the distinction between
Faith and religion, I mean
Still figuring it out, oh
Ain't it heavenly!
There's so much more to see
As we make the distinction between
Love and addiction, I mean
Still figuring it out, oh
Discovered my sixth sense in Morrisons
And then his funeral hinted origins
Found, rekindled, lost again
Then I got a Nigerian man, he was Heaven sent
I find it hard to believe I was stuck
Remind myself that I didn't give up
Walk with my chest held high, cos I'm enough
Despite reality, we're giving love
Ain't it heavenly!
There's so much more to see
As we make the distinction between
Faith and religion, I mean
Still figuring it out
Ain't it heavenly!
There's so much more to see
As we make the distinction between
Love and addiction, I mean
Still figuring it out
It's often the same
Always been this way
You must choose to stay
At the end of the day
It's often the same
Always been this way
You must choose to stay
Dark skin, blue tint I'm so present
Lights out, right now, show me everything
Laid down, you're proud, said I'm heaven sent
I find it hard to believe I was stuck
Remind myself that I didn't give up
I walk and I eat like my dad, you said
See, that made me feel kinda sad back then
But John's sandpaper hands were warm
His Spirit strong as his shoulders broad
I find it hard to believe I was stuck
Remind myself that I didn't give up
Walk with my chest held high, cos I'm enough
Despite reality, we're giving love
Ain't it heavenly!
There's so much more to see
As we make the distinction between
Faith and religion, I mean
Still figuring it out, oh
Ain't it heavenly!
There's so much more to see
As we make the distinction between
Love and addiction, I mean
Still figuring it out, oh
Discovered my sixth sense in Morrisons
And then his funeral hinted origins
Found, rekindled, lost again
Then I got a Nigerian man, he was Heaven sent
I find it hard to believe I was stuck
Remind myself that I didn't give up
Walk with my chest held high, cos I'm enough
Despite reality, we're giving love
Ain't it heavenly!
There's so much more to see
As we make the distinction between
Faith and religion, I mean
Still figuring it out
Ain't it heavenly!
There's so much more to see
As we make the distinction between
Love and addiction, I mean
Still figuring it out
It's often the same
Always been this way
You must choose to stay
At the end of the day
It's often the same
Always been this way
You must choose to stay
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