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Lyrics
Here are some Lyrics to some of my fav songs I enjoy of Keiths!!!



Raining On Sunday

It ticks just like a Timex It never lets up on you Who said life was easy The job is never through It'll run us 'til we're ragged It'll harden our hearts And love could use a day of rest Before we both start falling apart

I Pray that it's raining on Sunday Stormin' like crazy We'll hide under the covers all afternoon Baby whatever comes Monday Can take care of itself 'Cause we've got better things that we can do When it's raining on Sunday

Your love is like religion A cross in Mexico And your kiss is like the innocence Of a prayer nailed to a door Oh surrender is much sweeter When we both let it go Let the water wash our bodies clean And love wash our souls

And pray that it's raining on Sunday Stormin' like crazy And we'll hide under the covers all afternoon And baby whatever comes Monday Can take care of itself 'Cause we've got better things that we can do When it's raining on Sunday Ooh, oh oh

I Pray that it's raining on Sunday Stormin' like crazy We'll hide under the covers all afternoon And baby whatever comes Monday Can take care of itself 'Cause we've got better things that we can do When it's raining on Sunday Ooh, oh oh When it's raining on Sunday When it's raining on Sunday Let it rain Whoo, ooh



Your Everything (Keith Urban)

The first time I looked In your eyes I knew That I would do anything for you The first time you touched My face I felt What I'd never felt with anyone else

I want to give back what You've given to me And I want to witness all of your dreams Now that you've shown me Who I really am I wanna be more than just your man

CHORUS I wanna be the wind that fills your sail Be the hand that lifts your veil Be the moon that moves your tides The sun coming up in your eyes Be the wheel that never rusts And be the spark that lights you up All that you've been dreaming of And more...so much more I wanna be your everything

When you wake up I'll be the first thing you see And when it gets dark You can reach out to me I'll cherish your words I'll finish your thoughts I'll be your compass, baby When you get lost

CHORUS

I'll be the wheel that never rusts Be the spark that lights you up All that you've been dreaming of And more...so much more I wanna be your everything I wanna be your everything I wanna be your everything



But For The Grace Of God

I can hear the neighbors They're arguin' again And there hasn't been peace on our street Since who knows when I don't mean to listen in But the shoutin' is so loud I turn up the radio to drown it out And silently I say a little prayer

But for the grace of God go I I must've been born a lucky guy Heaven only knows how I've been blessed With the gift of [YOUR] love And I look around and all I see Is your happiness embracing me Oh Lord I'd be lost But for the grace of God

I can see that old man He's walking past our door And I've been told that he's rich But he seems so poor 'Cause no one comes to call on him And his phone it never rings He wanders through his empty home Surrounded by his things And silently I say a little prayer, yes I do

But for the grace of God go I I must've been born a lucky guy Heaven only knows how I've been blessed With the gift of [YOUR] love And I look around and all I see Is your happiness embracing me Oh Lord I'd be lost But for the grace of God

I look around and all I see Is your happiness embracing me Oh Lord I'd be lost But for the grace of God Oh Lord I'd be lost

Oh Lord I'd be lost But for the grace of God Oh Lord I'd be lost But for the grace of God


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