| I used to live for myself, never looked back
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| Like a runaway train, on a dead-end track
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| Didn’t know I was lost, till I needed to be found
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| Cause every man hits the bottom
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| When He’s on his way down
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| You picked me up and kissed my face,
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| Brushed me off, gave me amazing grace,
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| I thought I was gone, too far from love,
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| It’s a mystery, somehow You saw a better man in me
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| You saw a better man in me.
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| Oh, it’s a funny thing, the way Your love works,
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| The world you give us, is more than we deserve,
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| But still I run, I feel too ashamed,
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| Come and stand before You, when I feel that way.
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| You picked me up and kissed my face,
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| Brushed me off, gave me amazing grace,
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| I thought I was gone, too far from love,
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| It’s a mystery, somehow You saw a better man in me
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| You picked me up and kissed my face,
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| You brushed me off, gave me amazing grace,
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| I thought I was gone, too far from love,
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| It’s a mystery, it’s a mystery, how You picked me up,
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| and kissed my face, brushed me off, gave me amazing grace,
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| I thought I was gone, too far from love,
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| It’s a mystery, somehow You saw a better man in me
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| A better man in me
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| A better man in me |