| You threw away the ballast and you rowed your boat ashore
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| Didn’t you, now? |
| Didn’t you?
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| You made your ultimatum, too big to ignore
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| Didn’t you, now? |
| Didn’t you?
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| So you worked out your excuses
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| Turned away and shut the door
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| The world’s too vast for us now
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| And you wanted to explore
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| It’s a long… long, long road
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| And I don’t know which way to go
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| If you offered me your hand again I’d have to walk away
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| When I saw you at the street fair, you called out my name
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| Didn’t you, now? |
| Didn’t you?
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| You said we could start over, try and make it all okay
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| Didn’t you, now? |
| Didn’t you?
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| So our past has been rewritten
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| And you threw away the pen
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| You said that I was useless
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| But now you’ll take me in again
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| Well, Jesus loves me fine
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| And your words fall flat this time
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| Was it my imagination, or did I hear you say
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| «We don’t have a prayer between us.»
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| Didn’t you believe that I have finally turned away?
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| Didn’t you, now? |
| Didn’t you?
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| Anything to hold onto to help me through my day
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| Didn’t you, now? |
| Didn’t you?
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| But Jesus loves me fine
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| But His words fall flat this time
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| It’s a long… long, long road
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| And I don’t know which way to go
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| If you offered me your world, did you think I’d really stay?
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| If you offered me the heavens, I would have to turn away
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| Was it my imagination, or did I hear you say
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| «We don’t have a prayer between us.»
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| Didn’t you, now? |
| Didn’t you, now?
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| Didn’t you? |