I have this thing about dying
Pretend I'm not fighting, keep it inside
I'm always fighting and flying
Just surviving, trying to add time
If it comes in waves, then why run away
Knowing that it's out of my hands?
There's not a day that You haven't made
My control was never part of the plan
All those days and nights, I was driving blind
There was reason I came back alive
You were close to me when I tried to hide
Never a day that You passed me by
You made our time, painted blue in the sky
Held tears I was keeping inside
It's funny how I had a grip on my life
When I was holding what was never mine
Never mine
Why is my instinct to spiral?
Nothing is final until the end
My hope sits on a tightrope
So I pray with my eyes closed and start to give in
If it comes in waves, then why run away
Knowing that it's out of my hands?
There's not a day that You haven't made
My control was never part of the plan
All those days and nights, I was driving blind
There was reason I came back alive
You were close to me when I tried to hide
Never a day that You passed me by
You made our time, painted blue in the sky
Held tears I was keeping inside
It's funny how I had a grip on my life
When I was holding what was never mine
Never mine
It was never mine, oh
It was never mine, oh-oh
All those days and nights, I was driving blind
There was reason I came back alive
It's funny how I had a grip on my life
When I was holding what was never mine
Never mine