| When it’s low beams, long stretch of highway
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| When the lonesome hits like a tidal wave
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| Tossing and turning, tangled with my demons
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| Making me doubt everything I believe in
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| There you are
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| Like a stained glass Sunday morning
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| Baby you light it up
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| Shot some faith on my darkest places
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| Like a rising sun
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| Filled my heart with a million amazing graces
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| Your voice is like a choir
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| A match that starts a fire
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| Deep down in my bones where only you can go
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| When my soul needs an angel’s touch
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| Yeah, you light it up
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| I used to get no Mona whiskey remedy
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| But then your spirit poured in like a symphony
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| And now I know that all I need is you girl
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| Cause when I get lost in this crazy world
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| Yeah, you light it up
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| Shot some faith on my darkest places
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| Like a rising sun
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| Filled my heart with a million amazing graces
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| Baby you light it up
|
| Shot some faith on my darkest places
|
| Like a rising sun
|
| Filled my heart with a million amazing graces
|
| Your voice is like a choir
|
| A match that starts a fire
|
| Deep down in my bones where only you can go
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| When my soul needs an angel’s touch
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| Yeah, you light it up
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| There you are
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| Like a stained glass Sunday morning
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| You bid the dark
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| With all your truth and all your glory
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| Yeah, you light it up
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| Shot some faith on my darkest places
|
| Like a rising sun
|
| Filled my heart with a million amazing graces
|
| Baby you light it up
|
| Shot some faith on my darkest places
|
| Like a rising sun
|
| Filled my heart with a million amazing graces
|
| Your voice is like a choir
|
| A match that starts a fire
|
| Deep down in my bones where only you can go
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| When my soul needs an angel’s touch
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| Yeah, you light it up |