Where You Come From (The Voice Performance)

Where You Come From (The Voice Performance) - Britton Buchanan

I trade goods for glory

I trade love for pain

I trade my tomorrows

If you just say my name

This hole and this needle

This blood in my veins

I'm an innocent victim

On a runaway train

But 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 the stranger's guitar

I found love at the sea

In a stranger's blue eyes

And I found salvation

In a stranger's goodbye

But 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

The place where you come from is gone

The place where you come from is gone