Everybody thinks he's got it all figured out
Everybody thinks he knows the way
But when nobody looks he's got his head on the ground
He puts his hands together and he prays
This is for the song
That never made it through the gate
That never found the words
Or artist to paint
Of all the unborn love
And all the pain along the way
This is for the one's who pray
He walks around all day with his head held high
He knows how to pretend it's all ok
But when nobody looks he's got his head up to the skies
He opens up his heart begins to pray
This is for the song
That never made it through the gate
That never found the words
Or artist to paint
Of all the unborn love
And all the pain along the way
This is for the one's who pray
He dresses the part
To get him through the day
He knows that's all everyone
Ever notices anyways
And he prays
This is for the song
That never made it through the gate
That never found the words
Or artist to paint
Of all the unborn love
And all the pain along the way
This is for the one's who pray
Gilad Brounstein - Unborn Love Lyrics
Gilad Brounstein - Unborn Love Lyrics
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Everybody thinks he's got it all figured out
Everybody thinks he knows the way
But when nobody looks he's got his head on the ground
He puts his hands together and he prays
This is for the song
That never made it through the gate
That never found the words
Or artist to paint
Of all the unborn love
And all the pain along the way
This is for the one's who pray
He walks around all day with his head held high
He knows how to pretend it's all ok
But when nobody looks he's got his head up to the skies
He opens up his heart begins to pray
This is for the song
That never made it through the gate
That never found the words
Or artist to paint
Of all the unborn love
And all the pain along the way
This is for the one's who pray
He dresses the part
To get him through the day
He knows that's all everyone
Ever notices anyways
And he prays
This is for the song
That never made it through the gate
That never found the words
Or artist to paint
Of all the unborn love
And all the pain along the way
This is for the one's who pray
Everybody thinks he knows the way
But when nobody looks he's got his head on the ground
He puts his hands together and he prays
This is for the song
That never made it through the gate
That never found the words
Or artist to paint
Of all the unborn love
And all the pain along the way
This is for the one's who pray
He walks around all day with his head held high
He knows how to pretend it's all ok
But when nobody looks he's got his head up to the skies
He opens up his heart begins to pray
This is for the song
That never made it through the gate
That never found the words
Or artist to paint
Of all the unborn love
And all the pain along the way
This is for the one's who pray
He dresses the part
To get him through the day
He knows that's all everyone
Ever notices anyways
And he prays
This is for the song
That never made it through the gate
That never found the words
Or artist to paint
Of all the unborn love
And all the pain along the way
This is for the one's who pray
Writer: Gilad Brounstein
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