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I knew a song that played in me |
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It seems I lost the melody |
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So, please, |
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Lord, give it back to me |
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Yeah, please, |
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Lord, give it back to me |
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Years in the desert with no drink |
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Strike a rock and make it bleed |
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And please, |
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Lord, give it back to me |
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Yeah, please, |
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Lord, give it back to me |
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If you blow on my embers |
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The light will shine on my face |
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The streams will run in my desert |
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And sing "amazing grace!" |
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You're everywhere in every time |
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And yet you're so d*mn hard to find |
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So, please, |
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Lord, I don't want a sign |
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No, please, |
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Lord, I don't want a sing |
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I need your breath on the embers |
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I need the light on my face |
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I need the streams in the desert |
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That sing "amazing grace!" |
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That sing "amazing grace!" |
