| I lie awake in the middle of the night again
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| I try to make some sense of it all rushing in
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| There’s so much I feel within this heart of mine
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| I well up inside and my eyes, they overflow
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| For I know it is grace
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| The look of love in the shape of your face I have known
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| It speaks of this deep sacrifice you have shown
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| And the wonder of it all is I didn’t deserve this, I couldn’t have planned it
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| so right
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| And so my eyes, they overflow, let it rain, let it pour, let it go
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| For I know this, yes, I know, it is grace
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| And the hungry in heart seeks for its place and a home, mmm
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| But it may tear you apart when you see what this grace here has done
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| Fly, fly all you burdens, go fly away
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| It’s here I remain, under the grace, the grace
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| It seems there’s so little time to make amends here
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| If not for you, well, then I’m without a friend here
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| Aaaah …
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| And the hungry in heart seeks for its place and a home
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| It may tear you apart when you see what this grace here has done
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| Fly, fly all you burdens, go fly away
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| It’s here I remain, under the grace, the grace
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| I lie awake in the middle of the night again, again |