Where You Come From (The Voice Performance)

I'd trade guts for glory

I'd trade love for pain

I'd trade my tomorrows if you'd just say my name

The spool in this needle

This blood in my veins

I'm an innocent victim on a runaway train

Now it's time to let go

It's time to break free

From these sins that I hold

And this blood that I bleed

Don't say goodbye

You don't have to hold on

The place where you come from is gone

The place where you come from is gone

I found God in the backseat

Of a stranger's used car

I found faith in the rumble

Of a stranger's guitar

I found love in the city

In a stranger's blue eyes

And I found salvation in a stranger's goodbye

It's time to let go

It's time to break free

From these sins that I hold

And this blood that I bleed

Don't say goodbye

You don't have to hold on

The place where you come from is gone

(Oh, it's gone)

Oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh

The place where you come from is gone

The place where you come from is gone

The place where you come from

Is so gone