Miles Lyrics - Denison Witmer

We'll get in my car around 10:30 that night 

For the New York city skyline, destination of our sights 

It's the biggest healing session that I've had for some years 

The laughter and the driving and the letting go of 

She seems to have a way 

Of making me feel 

You always have a way 

Of keeping me real 

Hold me, my world is closing 

Help me to keep it open 

We stand in the parking lots 

Of late afternoons 

Talking of the ways we pray 

For healing of wounds 

She seems to have a way 

Of bringing me down 

You always have a way 

Of bringing me out 

Hold me, my world 

We feel the push of 

The love directed life for us 

We feel the push of 

The Christ directed life 

The love directed life 

Hold me, my world