| Within these hallowed halls
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| We work, we pray
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| Beneath these sacred arcs
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| I seek your eyes
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| Each day
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| Whenever I behold your smile
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| I burn with silent ecstasy
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| And I’m sensing that you feel alike
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| Whenever you glance back at me
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| And when the lonely nights
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| Descend on me
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| I shed despairing tears
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| No soul must ever see
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| For only when God is not watching
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| We can have the love we crave
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| And if they ever find you in my arms
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| We’ll be united in an unmarked sinner’s grave
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| But I promise I will bear the pain
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| The longing I’ll endure for thee
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| A man cannot lie with another man
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| Except when our God is not watching… maybe |