Jill Scott - Comes to Light (Everything) Lyrics
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Comes to Light (Everything)
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What Are The Lyrics For Comes to Light (Everything) By Jill Scott?
I can't hold it in forever
Eventually I'd have to breathe Done hid a lot behind the light, behind the wall Now it's crushin' in on me How did I let it get this far How did I make this wrong turn How do I change a thing I've done Only one lesson learned Comes to the light, comes the light, everything Comes to the light, comes the light Comes to the light, comes the light, everything Comes to the light, comes the light I can't pretend this hurts Deeper than I imagined What I did to a friend I can't take it back in How could I do a thing like that Where was my conscience at In pain I really played my part Now tell me where the healing starts Comes to the light, comes the light, everything Comes to the light, comes the light Comes to the light, comes the light, everything Comes to the light, comes the light Make it stop Make it go away Make it fade Make it sail away from me Comes to the light, comes the light, everything Comes to the light, comes the light Comes to the light, comes the light, everything Comes to the light, comes the light |
Who Wrote Comes to Light (Everything) By Jill Scott?
Elden Davey, Jill H. Scott, Ronald Frost
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What's The Duration Of The Comes to Light (Everything) By Jill Scott?The duration of Comes to Light (Everything) is 4:48 minutes and seconds. |
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