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Introdução: D G D A D G D A D G D I'm on a flight home this morning A D G Bm A And I can't help but stare at You D G D A My face pressed against this little window D G Bm A D G D A The sky explodes in praise to You, to You D G D A D G Bm A I know my words can't wrap their arms around You tight enough D G D A But still I'll try in this simple song D G Bm A To You, my Jesus Bm G D A Because the more I fight it, the more I love You Bm G D A As my eyes widen, I have to tell You G D There's nothing like waking up A Waking up to You G D There's nothing like waking up A Waking up to You D G D A Oh, waking up to You D G D A I am small, but I have seen D G Bm A The same sun rise over D G D A India and Ohio fields D G Bm A To strengthen the heart of this coward Bm G D A So in every language, from every hurt Bm G D A We echo affection back to You, Lord Refrão D G D A D G D A I was dead so You became my life D G D A D G D A I couldn't see so You became my eyes D G D A D G D A I was dead so You became my life D G D A D G D A G I couldn't see so You became my eyes (There?s nothing like?) Refrão
G D There's nothing like waking up A Waking up to You G D There's nothing like waking up A Waking up to You D G D A Oh, waking up to You
Written by Bethany Dillon
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