| Before there was anything
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| I loved you endlessly
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| There are no words to make way for this truth
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| This love for you inside of Me
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| And if I paint a sky with bronze
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| Or blanket you with stars
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| It’s not enough to prove to you
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| This love inside My heart
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| What if I knit you together
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| Inside your mother, with artistry?
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| Crafted in My very image
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| Because I need you here with Me
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| What if I gave everything
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| Just to have you close to Me?
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| What if My love was the only truth
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| Would you believe it could set you free?
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| There isn’t anything
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| That you could ever do
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| Not death nor life, not depth nor height
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| Can ever take My love from you, from you
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| There is no greater love than this
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| That a man should lay his life
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| Down for his friends
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| And though I already have
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| I’d do it all again
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| Regenerative are My bones and My skin
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| My nerves are dismayed by intrusion
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| Yet if you’re gone, for short or for long
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| It all aches with no sought restitution
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| I would do anything for you
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| It’s obvious and in plain view
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| Like the life that I’ve laid before you
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| Everything that I’ve done is for you
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| So look for me with open eyes
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| Knock and I will open the door
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| I have loved you before there was time
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| And I will love you forever more |