Sal Biase1 Comment

Little Promise Land

Sal Biase1 Comment
Little Promise Land

Little Promise Land

Before I knew you I was a wanted man
I was always on the run
Assumed I’d stay lost for forever
I lived life like a setting sun
When I think about those days now
I can’t help but wonder if it’s true
That you can never shake the stains of sin
‘Cause your past is a part of you
Well, I dream about redemption
Still, I sleep with a gun in my hand
While I may never reach salvation
We’re gonna build ourselves a little promise land