West Coast Country Girl - Miss Charlotte

On a hill, called Calvary Stands an endless mercy tree. Every broken, weary soul, Find your rest, and be made whole. Stripes of blood that stain its frame Shed to wash away our shame. From the scars, pure love released; Salvation by the mercy tree. In the sky, between two thieves, Hung the blameless Prince of Peace, Bruised and battered, scarred and scorned, Sacred head pierced by our thorns. "It is finished." was his cry. The perfect Lamb was crucified. His sacrifice, our victory; Our Savior chose the mercy tree. Hope went dark that violent day. The whole earth quaked at Love's display. Three days silent in the ground, This body born for Heaven's crown. On that bright and glorious day, When Heaven opened up the grave: He's alive and risen indeed! Oh, praise Him for the mercy tree! Death has died, love has won; Hallelujah, hallelujah! Jesus Christ has overcome; He has risen from the dead. One day soon, we'll see his face; Every tear, He'll wipe away. No more pain or suffering Praise him for the mercy tree. Death has died, love has won; Hallelujah, hallelujah! Jesus Christ has overcome; He has risen from the dead. Death has died, love has won; Hallelujah, hallelujah! Jesus Christ has overcome; He has risen from the dead. He has risen from the dead! On a hill called Calvary Stands an endless mercy tree.

For a second there I thought you disappeared It rains a lot this time of year And we both go together if one falls down I talk out loud like you're still around No, no And I miss you, I'm going back home to the west coast I wish you would've put yourself in my suitcase I love you, standing all alone in a black coat I miss you, I'm going back home to the west coast And if you shake her hard enough, she will appear Tonight, I think I'll be staying here And you never did like this town I talk out loud like you're still around No, no And I miss you, I'm going back home to the west coast I wish you would've put yourself in my suitcase I love you, standing all alone in a black coat I miss you, I'm going back home to the west coast Come on, everybody So, pack up the bags to beat back the clock Do I let her sleep or should I wake her up? You said "We both go together if one falls down" I talk out loud like you're still around No, no And I miss you, I'm going back home to the west coast I wish you would've put yourself in my suitcase I love you, standing all alone in a black coat I miss you, I'm going back home to the west coast Going back home to the west coast Going back home to the west coast

Tu occupes mes jours comme si tu existais Oh, oh, oh mon amour Déjà je t'imagine en plus-que-parfait Oh, oh, oh, oh À tout moment, je pense à toi Bien trop souvent, hmm, je pense à toi J'envie l'amour, l'amour que je n'ai pas J'attends Les premiers bonheurs du printemps, oh J'entends Les battements de cœur impatients Je n'sens plus les heures et pourtant J'attends J'attends Dans mes délires, je pense à toi À ton sourire, que je n'vois pas Sais-tu rêver, rêver autant que moi J'attends Les premiers bonheurs du printemps, oh J'entends Les battements de cœur impatients Je n'sens plus les heures et pourtant Tu occupes mes jours comme si tu existais Oh, oh, oh mon amour Déjà je t'imagine en plus-que-parfait Oh, oh, oh J'attends Les premiers bonheurs du printemps, oh J'entends Les battements de cœur impatients Je n'sens plus les heures et pourtant J'attends Les premiers bonheurs du printemps, oh J'entends Les battements de cœur impatients Je n'sens plus les heures et pourtant J'attends