| I am walking to
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| Walking towards you
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| Because I can see that you
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| Were given a golden heart
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| All of the stories that you’ve ever told me have brought us close
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| Closer to notice that you are the closest to strange, like me
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| And we are made of, of the same parts
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| We were made from, from the same heart
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| The world might think that’s one thing
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| To me, it’s certain nothing else is right
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| Your beautiful facial expressions will tell me what I need to know
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| And you mumble the weirdest collection of words
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| But I thought them too
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| We are made of, of the same parts
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| We were made from, from the same heart
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| The world might think that’s one thing
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| To me, it’s certain nothing else is right
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| Let’s find a place, that we can go
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| Where we can throw away
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| All sense of time, 'cause all we need’s each other’s company
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| We’re fine
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| And you look to your father for clearer direction and I love that so
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| And I hope and I pray that on some faithful day we can build our home for
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| A gift of love
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| From Jesus Christ |