Jordan - Rival Sons/BUCHANAN JAY BARTHOLOMEW
The wolves look to the moon
And the ocean to the sky
I've lookes to you my whole life
Now I have to say goodbye
But to say that I've lost you
It's a selfish thing to say
I've never seen nothing as beautiful
As watching you slip away
I'd rather see you go In the arms of your angels
Than to say you right here with me
I'll meet youon the other side of the jordan
Now let your soul go free
You did It all with feeling
And failure you took It gracefully
You said third star to the right
And straight on until morning
When you ned me you know
That's where I'll be
Now the rest of my life without you
Right now It's hard to conceive
You said don't cry form me now
You've got to remember
Ther Is no death fot those that belive
I'd rather see you go In the arms of your angels
Than to keep you right here with me
Meet youon the other side of the jordan
Now let your soul go free
Let your soul go free
Meet youon the other side of the Jordan
Now let your soul be free
Rather see you go in the arms of your angels
Than to keep you right here with me
Meet you on the other side of the Jordan
Now let your soul go free
In the arms of your angels
Than to keep you right here with me
Meet you on the other side of the Jordan
Than to keep you right here with me
I'd rather see you go in the arms of your angels
Let your soul be free
Meet youon the other side of the Jordan
Let your soul be free
I'd rather see you go in the arms of your angels
Keep you right here with me
