| It’s not a flag on a field
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| It’s not a sign in my yard
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| Not a cause that I joined, not a phrase on a coin
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| It’s the change in my heart
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| Mercy and grace and compassion
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| They’re only words without action
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| I need hands that are open
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| Reaching out for broken hearts
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| Cause that’s the only way this world
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| Would ever know who You are
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| Love is the evidence
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| Love is the evidence
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| Might be the pain that you share
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| Might be the time that you spend
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| Or the war you don’t fight, backing down from your pride
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| After all, in the end
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| My life wasn’t changed by an argument
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| It never would’ve been enough
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| My life was changed by the evidence of love
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| Your hands, they were open
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| Reaching out to my broken heart
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| I need hands that are open
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| Reaching out for broken hearts
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| Cause that’s the only way this world
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| Would ever know who You are
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| Love is the evidence
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| Love is the evidence
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| Love is the evidence (4x) |