I keep my knees black and blue ‘cause they often hit the hardwood floor,
And I believe, so I’m not praying to the ceiling anymore,
from “Angels,” by Owl City, aka Adam Young
This is what I write when I talk to God and talk about Him.
I keep my knees black and blue ‘cause they often hit the hardwood floor,
And I believe, so I’m not praying to the ceiling anymore,
from “Angels,” by Owl City, aka Adam Young
