Tightrope - Ingrid Chavez

Tightrope - Ingrid Chavez
I'm on a tight rope
Got my eyes on the black crows flying
The dogs are barking
And the fat cat's a crying
I should be sleeping now
But my mind has a mind of it's own
And that monkey don't want to be alone
God are you watching
God can you hear me
If you shine a little light my way
You'll see the trouble I'm in
No prayer can save me now
I sold my soul to the devil himself
And now
I need a miracle
To deliver me
I've burned my bridges
Now I'm living on borrowed time
Come april that devil's comin'
Gonna take my last dollar and dime
I'd place my faith in the weather
But the storm has a storm of it's own
I face another winter all alone
God are you watching
God can you hear me
If you shine a little light my way
You'll see the trouble I'm in
No prayer can save me now
I sold my soul to the devil himself
And now
I need a miracle
To deliver me
I'm on a tightrope
And I don't want to fall
So when you get this message
Could you
Give me a call
God are you watching
God can you hear me
If you shine a little light my way
You'll see the trouble I'm in
No prayer can save me now
I sold my soul to the devil himself