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| I belong to love and that love belongs to him
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| And he belongs above like the angels
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| I got a head of fire and a heart that don’t need no more
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| Except for when he’s near, Lord, and then my heart sounds like war
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| And I love to be a little less afraid
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| Of the changes in me that our love has made
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| 'Cause it’s hard to be in love again
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| Again
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| Feed a top my tongue, when it heals to help me rhyme
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| Defenses of the heart conspire against us
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| Come and ride with me beneath the branches of this tree
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| We will cry our tears together, and we’ll see love will rise as trust
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| And I love to be a little less afraid
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| Of the changes in me that our love has made
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| 'Cause it’s hard to be in love again
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| It’s so hard to be in love again
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| Nobody in the street to heal me as I make this speech
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| Nobody seems to care, we’ve built our hearts out of concrete
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| And the city’s locked and bolted out every window, every door
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| But with God as my witness, I will love you all the more
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| And I love to be a little less afraid
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| Of the changes in me that our love has made
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| 'Cause it’s hard to be in love again
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| It’s so hard to be in love again
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| 'Cause I belong to love and that love belongs to him
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| And he belongs above like the angels |