Текст: Sarah Harmer. Goin' Out.

When the days close on the memories that you?ve acquired
And your body cannot hold your soul inspired
You are here and not alone
Everybody has come home
There?s a bed made up upstairs
If you get tired

All the heaviness around you will get light
And your worry lifted up into the night
Left with nothing but pure love
Left with all you are made of
Can I stay around awhile
Is that all right?

Oh lives don?t end
Goin? out to be brought back again
Our lives don?t end