Sleeping in on Sunday morning,
all my family heading out to church,
hanging out with my friends all night,
telling jokes and laughing till it hurts
somehow I thought my life was perfect,
nobody to answer to but me,
I never listened to Grandma's stories,
of a man called Jesus - of Galilee.
(chorus)
See the walls start falling down,
the chains of bondage breaking loose from me,
with every breath I have inside,
I'll praise your holy name now that I'm free.
...
I didn't need to hear that preacher,
telling me my soul was bound for hell,
or to close my eyes and bow my head,
and meet a God whose love wont fail,
what a wasted life I spent,
all the years of wandering on my own,
then you came into my life,
Jesus your the best friend - I've ever known.
(chorus)
...
Waking up on Sunday morning,
with my family heading out to church.
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