| I pulled up to the stoplight
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| And I saw him standing there
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| The cardboard sign he held
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| Said he was hungry
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| I looked the other way
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| And waited for the light to change
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| As if to say «I'd help
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| But I’m in such a hurry.»
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| These are the moments of truth
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| What would love have me do?
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| Heartbeat of heaven
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| I want you to be my own
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| Heartbeat of heaven
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| I want my life to show
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| The kind of love that comes and goes
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| With the heartbeat of heaven
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| I know sometimes this heart of mine
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| Beats only for itself
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| Full of hopes and dreams, and plans of progress
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| But this heart beating here in me
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| Belongs to Someone else
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| He bought it with His life to show His love
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| This is my prayer, Lord, today
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| Let this heart beat Your way
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| Loving, joyful, peaceful, patient
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| Kind and good, and full of faith
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| Self-controlled and gentle
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| Oh, the heart of heaven beats this way
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| Heartbeat of heaven, beat in me |