This bottle's empty but my eyes are filled
Dear Lord, let me feel and let it be real
Whatever I'm feelin I pray that it's real Appreciation in knowin' I'm forgiven
Broken, shattered like a piece of glass,
Lord Make me whole again outta something that lasts
The past, is what I put behind me
But I still gotta speak honestly
Look, I don't think that I had my last drink
I don't think, celebrity is yet dead to me
All I know is here I am, fallin' on my knees, fallin on my knees
Who am I but the Prodigal Son?
But who lovingly welcomes my return ?
You, family, always unconditionally
As I write I can't, keep this paper dry
Tears keep fallin from my eyes
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