Album: More Than Local

Heaven Never Seemed So Small

Well this evenings nearly over. I am laying on my bed. Summer sun is turning golder, I said. And before I close my eyes to get some sleep I try to think of the days gone by. It's no surprise

that, Glory Glory child ain't no saint but I ain't proud of that yea I ain't proud (Glory Glory). And Glory Glory child ain't no saint but I ain't proud.

Well my life is far from over. At least that's what I can hope. I keep picking 3 leaf clovers I know. And before I close my eyes for my last sleep I hope to look at my life gone by. Will I smile?

and say, Glory Glory child ain't no saint but I ain't proud of that yea I ain't proud. And Glory Glory child ain't no saint but I ain't proud.

Life is much more (life is much more) that what you've done before.

And Glory Glory child ain't no saint but I ain't proud of that yea I ain't proud. And Glory Glory child ain't no saint but I ain't proud. Glory Glory.