| Woke up cuz the light poured in
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| Day 2 let the flood begin
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| Day 1 left me in my bed
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| I can barely remember it
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| Heart shattered in a thousand ways
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| They tell me pain gonna come in waves
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| They tell me I’m gonna be okay
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| I’m still waiting for the first to break
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| Why would You give and then take him away
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| Suddenly end could You not let it fade
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| What I would give for a couple of days
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| A couple of days
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| Is it just across the Jordan
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| Or a city in the stars
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| Are you singing with the angels
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| Are you happy where you are
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| Well until this show is over
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| And you run into my arms
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| God has you in heaven
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| But I have you in my heart
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| I have you in my heart
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| I just can’t make sense of this
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| Everything is so dissonant
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| Somebody said he was meant for this
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| But I’m just straight missing him
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| I wanna wake up to your laugh at 2
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| Catch you when you steal my shoes
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| Say good morning, afternoon
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| Talk you through those «Alex blues»
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| Listen to your latest beats
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| Talk about what the lyrics mean
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| Venmo you another loan
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| See you do your second show
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| You said you’d turn, you would turn it around
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| Thought that you had time to straighten it out
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| Told me that you were my prodigal son
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| But this isn’t home
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| Is it just across the Jordan
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| Or a city in the stars
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| Are you singing with the angels
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| Are you happy where you are
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| Well until this show is over
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| And you run into my arms
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| God has you in heaven
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| But I have you in my heart
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| I have you in my heart
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| Did he see You from a long way off
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| Running to him with a Father’s heart
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| Did You wrap him up inside Your arms
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| And let him know, that he’s home
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| Did he see You from a long way off
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| Running to him with a Father’s heart
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| Did You wrap him up inside Your arms
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| And let him know, that he’s home
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| Is it just across the Jordan
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| Or a city in the stars
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| Are you singing with the angels
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| Are you happy where you are
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| Well until this show is over
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| And you run into my arms
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| God has you in heaven
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| 21 years makes a man full-grown
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| 21 years, what a beautiful loan
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| 21 years, I loved everyone
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| Thank you, Lord, for my beautiful son |