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I've got a little red bow. And I bought it for you. Cause I know you're not fair. . I don't get it, oh well. . And you color my skin. And the colors don't blend.
In the ebb and flow of living. As we wander through the years. We're told to listen to a voice. We can't here with our ears. They say to live by something.
The lights are on. But you're not home. You've drifted off. Somewhere alone. Somewhere that's safe. No questions here. A quiet place. Where you hide from your fears.
I heard today that you were gone. I had to stop and sing along. The song they played to say goodbye. A song they gave, give me back life. . You'll never fade.
You, I trusted your intentions. A trust you took advantage of. Now you are sitting in the hole. That you dug around yourself. . You've lied so much you think it's true.
If someone else showed you the way. Would you take the wheel and steer?. It hurts me that you're not ashamed. Of what you're doin' here if they jumped off a bridge.
I just had to let you know. 'Cuz I don't always let it show. You give me needed room to grow. And I just had to tell you so. . You fill me up. You're in my veins.
If you just walked away. What could I really say?. Would it matter anyway?. Would it change how you feel?. . I am the mess you chose. The closet you can not close.
Well I don't know what to say. Because there's truth to what you say. I know it kills you I'm this way. There's somethin' different every day. . Could it be that I never had the chance to grow inside?.
Look at me, Stare inside. Take my place, In my mind. Capture me, Follow through. Validate, Wanting you. . Baby this seems so wrong.. Baby this seems so right..
Oooo Away, ahh. Oooo Away, ahh. I can't disguise the things I do. And things i say have a way of hurting you. I'm over there. These dreams are all i have left.
Michael Card. I Corinthians 1:19-25. In the ebb and flow of living. As we wander through the years. We're told to listen to a voice. We can't here with our ears.