| Gazing out across this desert world
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| There are thirsty souls everywhere you go
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| Searching for a drink to satisfy
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| Their thirsty hearts till they overflow
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| They come up empty when the sun goes down
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| And they look around and they wonder why
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| Their grand delusion seems to quickly fade
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| When their own supply leaves them high and dry
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| They could be drinking living water til they’re satisfied
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| Whosoever will won’t ever be denied
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| The water is alive, there is no doubt
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| The water is alive, feel it flowing out
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| Alive — coming from within
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| Alive — and I will never thirst again
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| And now beneath the desert stars tonight
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| The oasis waits for those who roam
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| It seems so hard to think there was a time
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| That I used to call this wasteland home
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| He lets me drink the living water till I’m satisfied
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| Whosoever will won’t ever be denied
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| Now and forever it will satisfy your thirsty soul
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| Now and forever living water makes your spirit whole
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| You could be drinking living water till you’re satisfied
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| Whosoever will won’t ever be denied |