Miracle歌词

作词 : Benedict Cork/Justin Tailor
作曲 : Benedict Cork
I’m done with my bad religion,
I’m through with praying my love away,
I can’t preach the words of a gospel they wrote,
Two thousand years ago.
So tired of holy communion,
Why do I need to confess my crimes?
I don’t believe in the omens, I won’t,
Make it to heaven in this life
Hail Mary, please forgive me but ...
I’m not waiting for a miracle, miracle anymore,
Cos I know that better days, better days are gonna come,
We made it through the darkness, even after all this heartache,
Through it all, through it all, through it all
Maybe I’m the miracle, miracle after all.
My pride is walking on water,
I’m leaving all of my grace behind,
If I don’t make it to church on sunday,
I’ll still turn this water into wine.
My own idea of salvation
My spirit’s high and my soul is clean,
I’m caught between being a saint or sinner,
Still working out what it means.