| I can’t make the snow come down
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| I cannot make it rain
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| I can’t make the sun go down
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| Or to rise and burn again
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| I can’t make you love me more
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| No matter how i try
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| Your grace alone can justify
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| That kind of love just mystifies
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| That kind of love jsut mystifies
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| It’s out of my hands- though i try so hard
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| It’s out of my hands- when i slip and fall
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| It’s out of my hands- i will rest in you
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| You know my voice- yours hears my call
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| It’s out of my hands
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| I can’t make the world spin 'round
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| Or catch a falling star
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| I can’t set the night on fire
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| And burn away the dark
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| I can’t make you love me more
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| Can’t impress you with my deeds
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| I can’t make you love me less
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| That kind of love is what i need
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| That kind of love is what i need
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| (chorus + below)
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| It’s out of my hands- when i have no strength
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| It’s out of my hands- i will look to you
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| It’s out of my hands- you will never fail
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| Your love’s a grip i can’t slip through
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| (repeat chorus 2x)
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| From the album… 'Tony Vincent' |