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Its another good to see ya Sunday morning. Though I hardly hear the words roll off
my tounge. Looking in myself for signs of something that long gone. Though I stumble
and I close my eyes ashamed I'm feeling nothing I pray I pray
Heal me, heal these eyes, heal this heart heal my mind, breathe the breath of life
heal me wake my soul from this sleep give me back the joy of when I first believed
heal me heal me.
I lose myself to one more days indifference. When eyes are everywhere but fixed on me
I don't have the strength to overcome this distance but you do, but you dooo
I dont want to waste another minute. Taking all your love for granite. I just wanna
feel you holy spirit rushing over me
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- Connie Harrington & Kevin Stokes
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