| I will hold your clothes, watch you as you swim.
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| Naked under those petals you call skin.
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| I will hold your clothes, watch you from the shore.
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| Watch you breathe in water and know that no-one loves you more.
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| I will hold your clothes, as you dive underneath.
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| I understand what God can do when you bring, to my life, belief.
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| I will hold your clothes, watch you as you swim.
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| Naked under those petals you call skin.
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| I will hold your clothes, watch you from the shore.
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| Watch you breathe in water and know that no-one loves you more.
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| Except maybe God and some besides, old friends that he trusts.
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| As they talk about creation days they’re smiling down on us.
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| And Jesus and Iscariot, they hold hands with pride.
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| I just hold your clothes and watch you swim, and I smile inside.
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| I will hold your clothes, watch you as you swim.
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| Naked under those petals you call skin.
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| You call skin. |