Žodžiai dainai: Jon Randall. Walking Among The Living.

I could hear 'em talking as I was laying in that hole
With a mountain of trouble weighing on my soul
They all stood around kicking dirt on my grave
It's a miracle I'm standing here today

I'm walking among the living again
I'm talking and breathing for giving up my sins
I'm finding new faith in the arms of old friends
Now I'm walking among the living again

Now the morning sun is warmer on my skin
I'm hearing nature's song, smelling flowers again
This world is so much brighter than I've ever known
And I swear I heard angels when I rolled away the stone

Now I'm walking among the living again
I'm talking and breathing for giving up my sins
I'm finding new faith in the arms of old friends
Now I'm walking among the living again

I'm walking among the living again
I'm talking and breathing for giving up my sins
I'm finding new faith in the arms of old friends
Now I'm walking among the living again

Living again