Growing Pains Lyrics
| Song | Growing Pains |
| Artist | J. Han |
| Album | Tower Ivory |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:21.70] | The legacy you left, I will carry on |
| [00:24.20] | I'mma raise it up high El Elyon |
| [00:26.88] | This oil is burning through the night |
| [00:29.35] | Fighting hard in the dark, eyes on the prize |
| [00:32.10] | I found a stack of your old pictures |
| [00:34.40] | Got in my kimchi squat to reminisce |
| [00:37.14] | While sorting through a million words |
| [00:39.00] | I found myself speechless no verbiage or diction |
| [00:42.40] | Could even grasp how much I miss you |
| [00:45.15] | For once I'mma let it all out |
| [00:47.66] | I'm allowing all my tear ducts to run dry |
| [00:50.20] | First time that my kleenex is all out |
| [00:52.88] | You're the reason that brought us all together |
| [00:55.35] | Now our tribe's like feathers in the wind |
| [00:57.88] | Instead of white or black, there's only heather |
| [01:00.45] | Praying that the tale gets better cause it's looking dim |
| [01:03.00] | What I'm really needing now’s the warmth of your embrace |
| [01:08.00] | The sea has left me out to dry, alone and out of place |
| [01:13.30] | Help me rise up from the dirt to be the potter's clay |
| [01:18.40] | I'm going through my growing pains |
| [01:21.10] | I'm going through my growing pains |
| [01:24.10] | On funeral day could you believe it? |
| [01:26.45] | With great pride, I delivered your eulogy |
| [01:29.45] | And I talked about the greatness of Jesus |
| [01:31.80] | The sole source of your joy and your freedom |
| [01:34.55] | No apologies, you'd be proud of me, smiling down on me |
| [01:37.55] | Though it's probably not the case 'cause |
| [01:39.80] | You'll be way too busy with your praise |
| [01:42.25] | Dancing galore and worshipping of the most High |
| [01:45.05] | Such a woman full of gentleness and power |
| [01:47.35] | Counting her riches up in heaven gold showers |
| [01:50.20] | In her final hours, waiting in the nursing home |
| [01:52.88] | As her spirit was about to leave her body cold |
| [01:55.60] | She lifted up her old hands to worship |
| [01:58.05] | It was well with her soul, and that's beautiful |
| [02:00.65] | Man, she lifted up her old hands to worship |
| [02:03.40] | It was well with her soul, and that's beautiful |
| [02:06.20] | What I'm really needing now's the warmth of your embrace |
| [02:10.65] | The sea has left me out to dry, alone and out of place |
| [02:16.00] | Help me rise up from the dirt to be the potter's clay |
| [02:21.05] | I'm going through my growing pains |
| [02:23.77] | I'm going through my growing pains |
| [02:25.35] | And it hurts so bad, but I know it's good for me |
| [02:30.66] | And it hurts so bad, but I know it's good for me |
| [02:35.88] | And it hurts so bad, but I know it's good for me |
| [02:41.78] | I'm going through my growing pains |
| [02:44.64] | I'm going through my growing pains |
| [02:47.88] | I hate to see my mama cry |
| [02:49.68] | But I hate it even more when I'm seen with my teary eyes |
| [02:52.88] | When we found your old suitcase the ugly one |
| [02:55.53] | With the palm trees, weeds, and the ugly sun |
| [02:58.10] | Welcomed by a stash of your old cardigans |
| [03:00.35] | It was surreal, I was riding in that car again |
| [03:03.24] | On my way to you for the final farewell |
| [03:05.88] | Black nails, black tears on the stairwell |
| [03:08.61] | Black suit at the burial, "go in peace" |
| [03:11.00] | I guess it's bye to wheelchairs annoying me |
| [03:13.75] | No more long Sunday drives in the busy streets |
| [03:16.11] | Or filet-o-fish .. to brighten up your week |
| [03:18.97] | I realize now in the dull moments |
| [03:21.55] | God was chiseling my character and showing me |
| [03:24.25] | The beauty in your legacy of faith |
| [03:26.86] | I gotta race like i'm tryna win the prize! |
| [03:29.00] | What I'm really needing now’s the warmth of your embrace |
| [03:34.00] | The sea has left me out to dry, alone and out of place |
| [03:39.45] | Help me rise up from the dirt to be the potter's clay |
| [03:44.55] | I'm going through my growing pains |
| [03:47.46] | I'm going through my growing pains |
| [00:21.70] | The legacy you left, I will carry on |
| [00:24.20] | I' mma raise it up high El Elyon |
| [00:26.88] | This oil is burning through the night |
| [00:29.35] | Fighting hard in the dark, eyes on the prize |
| [00:32.10] | I found a stack of your old pictures |
| [00:34.40] | Got in my kimchi squat to reminisce |
| [00:37.14] | While sorting through a million words |
| [00:39.00] | I found myself speechless no verbiage or diction |
| [00:42.40] | Could even grasp how much I miss you |
| [00:45.15] | For once I' mma let it all out |
| [00:47.66] | I' m allowing all my tear ducts to run dry |
| [00:50.20] | First time that my kleenex is all out |
| [00:52.88] | You' re the reason that brought us all together |
| [00:55.35] | Now our tribe' s like feathers in the wind |
| [00:57.88] | Instead of white or black, there' s only heather |
| [01:00.45] | Praying that the tale gets better cause it' s looking dim |
| [01:03.00] | What I' m really needing now' s the warmth of your embrace |
| [01:08.00] | The sea has left me out to dry, alone and out of place |
| [01:13.30] | Help me rise up from the dirt to be the potter' s clay |
| [01:18.40] | I' m going through my growing pains |
| [01:21.10] | I' m going through my growing pains |
| [01:24.10] | On funeral day could you believe it? |
| [01:26.45] | With great pride, I delivered your eulogy |
| [01:29.45] | And I talked about the greatness of Jesus |
| [01:31.80] | The sole source of your joy and your freedom |
| [01:34.55] | No apologies, you' d be proud of me, smiling down on me |
| [01:37.55] | Though it' s probably not the case ' cause |
| [01:39.80] | You' ll be way too busy with your praise |
| [01:42.25] | Dancing galore and worshipping of the most High |
| [01:45.05] | Such a woman full of gentleness and power |
| [01:47.35] | Counting her riches up in heaven gold showers |
| [01:50.20] | In her final hours, waiting in the nursing home |
| [01:52.88] | As her spirit was about to leave her body cold |
| [01:55.60] | She lifted up her old hands to worship |
| [01:58.05] | It was well with her soul, and that' s beautiful |
| [02:00.65] | Man, she lifted up her old hands to worship |
| [02:03.40] | It was well with her soul, and that' s beautiful |
| [02:06.20] | What I' m really needing now' s the warmth of your embrace |
| [02:10.65] | The sea has left me out to dry, alone and out of place |
| [02:16.00] | Help me rise up from the dirt to be the potter' s clay |
| [02:21.05] | I' m going through my growing pains |
| [02:23.77] | I' m going through my growing pains |
| [02:25.35] | And it hurts so bad, but I know it' s good for me |
| [02:30.66] | And it hurts so bad, but I know it' s good for me |
| [02:35.88] | And it hurts so bad, but I know it' s good for me |
| [02:41.78] | I' m going through my growing pains |
| [02:44.64] | I' m going through my growing pains |
| [02:47.88] | I hate to see my mama cry |
| [02:49.68] | But I hate it even more when I' m seen with my teary eyes |
| [02:52.88] | When we found your old suitcase the ugly one |
| [02:55.53] | With the palm trees, weeds, and the ugly sun |
| [02:58.10] | Welcomed by a stash of your old cardigans |
| [03:00.35] | It was surreal, I was riding in that car again |
| [03:03.24] | On my way to you for the final farewell |
| [03:05.88] | Black nails, black tears on the stairwell |
| [03:08.61] | Black suit at the burial, " go in peace" |
| [03:11.00] | I guess it' s bye to wheelchairs annoying me |
| [03:13.75] | No more long Sunday drives in the busy streets |
| [03:16.11] | Or filetofish .. to brighten up your week |
| [03:18.97] | I realize now in the dull moments |
| [03:21.55] | God was chiseling my character and showing me |
| [03:24.25] | The beauty in your legacy of faith |
| [03:26.86] | I gotta race like i' m tryna win the prize! |
| [03:29.00] | What I' m really needing now' s the warmth of your embrace |
| [03:34.00] | The sea has left me out to dry, alone and out of place |
| [03:39.45] | Help me rise up from the dirt to be the potter' s clay |
| [03:44.55] | I' m going through my growing pains |
| [03:47.46] | I' m going through my growing pains |
| [00:21.70] | The legacy you left, I will carry on |
| [00:24.20] | I' mma raise it up high El Elyon |
| [00:26.88] | This oil is burning through the night |
| [00:29.35] | Fighting hard in the dark, eyes on the prize |
| [00:32.10] | I found a stack of your old pictures |
| [00:34.40] | Got in my kimchi squat to reminisce |
| [00:37.14] | While sorting through a million words |
| [00:39.00] | I found myself speechless no verbiage or diction |
| [00:42.40] | Could even grasp how much I miss you |
| [00:45.15] | For once I' mma let it all out |
| [00:47.66] | I' m allowing all my tear ducts to run dry |
| [00:50.20] | First time that my kleenex is all out |
| [00:52.88] | You' re the reason that brought us all together |
| [00:55.35] | Now our tribe' s like feathers in the wind |
| [00:57.88] | Instead of white or black, there' s only heather |
| [01:00.45] | Praying that the tale gets better cause it' s looking dim |
| [01:03.00] | What I' m really needing now' s the warmth of your embrace |
| [01:08.00] | The sea has left me out to dry, alone and out of place |
| [01:13.30] | Help me rise up from the dirt to be the potter' s clay |
| [01:18.40] | I' m going through my growing pains |
| [01:21.10] | I' m going through my growing pains |
| [01:24.10] | On funeral day could you believe it? |
| [01:26.45] | With great pride, I delivered your eulogy |
| [01:29.45] | And I talked about the greatness of Jesus |
| [01:31.80] | The sole source of your joy and your freedom |
| [01:34.55] | No apologies, you' d be proud of me, smiling down on me |
| [01:37.55] | Though it' s probably not the case ' cause |
| [01:39.80] | You' ll be way too busy with your praise |
| [01:42.25] | Dancing galore and worshipping of the most High |
| [01:45.05] | Such a woman full of gentleness and power |
| [01:47.35] | Counting her riches up in heaven gold showers |
| [01:50.20] | In her final hours, waiting in the nursing home |
| [01:52.88] | As her spirit was about to leave her body cold |
| [01:55.60] | She lifted up her old hands to worship |
| [01:58.05] | It was well with her soul, and that' s beautiful |
| [02:00.65] | Man, she lifted up her old hands to worship |
| [02:03.40] | It was well with her soul, and that' s beautiful |
| [02:06.20] | What I' m really needing now' s the warmth of your embrace |
| [02:10.65] | The sea has left me out to dry, alone and out of place |
| [02:16.00] | Help me rise up from the dirt to be the potter' s clay |
| [02:21.05] | I' m going through my growing pains |
| [02:23.77] | I' m going through my growing pains |
| [02:25.35] | And it hurts so bad, but I know it' s good for me |
| [02:30.66] | And it hurts so bad, but I know it' s good for me |
| [02:35.88] | And it hurts so bad, but I know it' s good for me |
| [02:41.78] | I' m going through my growing pains |
| [02:44.64] | I' m going through my growing pains |
| [02:47.88] | I hate to see my mama cry |
| [02:49.68] | But I hate it even more when I' m seen with my teary eyes |
| [02:52.88] | When we found your old suitcase the ugly one |
| [02:55.53] | With the palm trees, weeds, and the ugly sun |
| [02:58.10] | Welcomed by a stash of your old cardigans |
| [03:00.35] | It was surreal, I was riding in that car again |
| [03:03.24] | On my way to you for the final farewell |
| [03:05.88] | Black nails, black tears on the stairwell |
| [03:08.61] | Black suit at the burial, " go in peace" |
| [03:11.00] | I guess it' s bye to wheelchairs annoying me |
| [03:13.75] | No more long Sunday drives in the busy streets |
| [03:16.11] | Or filetofish .. to brighten up your week |
| [03:18.97] | I realize now in the dull moments |
| [03:21.55] | God was chiseling my character and showing me |
| [03:24.25] | The beauty in your legacy of faith |
| [03:26.86] | I gotta race like i' m tryna win the prize! |
| [03:29.00] | What I' m really needing now' s the warmth of your embrace |
| [03:34.00] | The sea has left me out to dry, alone and out of place |
| [03:39.45] | Help me rise up from the dirt to be the potter' s clay |
| [03:44.55] | I' m going through my growing pains |
| [03:47.46] | I' m going through my growing pains |
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