Somebody Does
You feel so lost
Like you don't have a soul to talk to
You're down and out
You wonder what you're gonna do now
That everything's turning upside down
And you can't get you're feet on solid ground
Like no one's listening
No one's there
Like no one cares
[Chorus]
But somebody does
Somebody will
Somebody's praying for you now
Praying for your heart to heal
You think you're alone
Well I promise you
Somebody's missing you, needing you
Thinking that you hung the moon
I know right now you feel like no one loves you
But somebody does
You used to smile
You used to light up the whole world
Where did it go
You've gotta find that spark again and let it show
But you're hiding it away there in the dark
Like you've forgotten who you really are
You think no one believes in you
But that's not true
[Chorus]
But somebody does
Somebody will
Somebody's praying for you now
Praying for your heart to heal
You think you're alone
Well I promise you
Somebody's missing you, needing you
Thinking that you hung the moon
I know right now you feel like no one loves you
But somebody does
[x2]
Mmmm, somebody does
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