Letras: Andrew Peterson. Counting Stars. You Came So Close.

You could no more kill the darkness
Than you could raise the sun
And the sky was cold and black
Like the barrel of a gun

And I remember the tremble
In the words you spoke
As you balanced there on the brink
At the end of your rope

You came so close to letting go

And you knew she would hate you
She would kick you out
You'd been lying in the bed that you made
When you broke your vow

Then you work in the wasteland
Of the truth you told
And you turned to see she strayed,
She was bright as a band of gold

You came so close to letting go


So don't let go, 'cause you never know
Don't let go, you never know for sure

And the sky in Nashville
It can bend you low
'Cause the winter here is gray
Without a trace of snow

But there is no shadow
On the silver stars
And the colder the night is,
The closer the heavens are

And we're so close
So don't let go
'Cause this I know
Don't let go
This I know for sure:
There's still hope