| Mother Mary, your hold on me
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| Denies my feelings
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| From those who can see
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| Your sacred wisdom
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| Can caress my soul
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| Confused and forsaken
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| By what I’ve been told
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| It always sounded so right to me
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| To offer my prayers
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| With the hope to be free
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| Mother Mary, is this wrong for me
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| To judge myself by what you see
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| And if I stand here
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| Will you stand by me
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| If the choice that I make
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| Is the choice to be me
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| I’ve heard your words
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| In so many ways
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| Do I trust myself
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| Beyond your praise
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| My heart has been touched
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| By something said
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| I want to go with her
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| I want to be led
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| I knelt at your side
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| Did you feel me
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| I gave you my all
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| To be nearer to thee
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| Mother Mary, is this wrong for me
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| To judge myself by what you see
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| And if I stand here
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| Will you stand by me
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| If the choice that I make
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| Is the choice to be me
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| You know I’ll always be there
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| You know I’ll always be there
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| You know I’ll always be there
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| Can’t you show me a way to believe
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| Have I been enlightened, misled or deceived
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| It always sounded so right to me
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| To offer my prayers
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| With the hope to be free
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| Mother Mary, is this wrong for me
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| To judge myself by what you see
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| And if I stand here
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| Will you stand by me
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| If the choice that I make
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| Is the choice to be me |