| What a miserable man I am, that I have become
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| I beg for the bread that was left over and that was mine
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| In disappointment hope is born
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| I live in the present regardless of what has happened
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| Because if everything has changed
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| And in Christ I am more than I am
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| I leave behind the man I was
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| And the houses I built away from You
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| If everything has changed, I open the vessel's sails
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| In the hope that in the morning
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| I will see the port where I will find you
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| The port where I will meet you
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| As a refugee leaving his country
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| Running through the night unable to sleep
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| Trusting in the promise that the cry takes the night
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| But soon the day comes, and shouts of joy will echo!
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| Because if everything has changed
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| And in Christ I am more than I am
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| I leave behind the man I was
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| And the houses I built away from You
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| If everything has changed, I open the vessel's sails
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| In the hope that in the morning
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| I will see the port where I will find you
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| The Port where I will meet you
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| If the rain catches up with me and the boat overturns
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| May I wake up on dry land there
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| Because if everything has changed
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| And in Christ I am more than I am
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| I leave behind the man I was
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| And the houses I built away from You
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| If everything has changed, I open the vessel's sails
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| In the hope that in the morning
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| I will see the port where I will find you
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| Because if everything has changed
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| And in Christ I am more than I am
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| I leave behind the man I was
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| And the houses I built away from You
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| If everything has changed, I open the vessel's sails
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| In the hope that in the morning
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| I will see the port where I will find you |