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I pull over to the side of the road and I |
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Watch the cars pass me by |
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he headlights and the black limousines tell me |
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Someone is saying goodbye |
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I bow my head and I whisper a prayer, "Father, |
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Comfort their broken hearts" |
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And as I drive away there's a thought that |
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I cannot escape, no, i cannot escape this thought |
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I can't get away |
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Oh, if this should be my last day on this earth |
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How then shall I live |
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Oh, if this should be the last day that I have |
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Before I breathe the air of Heaven |
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Let me live it with abandon to |
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The only thing that remains |
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After my last day on earth |
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If this should be my last day here on earth |
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If this should be my last day here on earth |
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If this should be my last, last day here on earth |
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And if tomorrow comes to find me |
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Looking in the face of Jesus |
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Will I hear Him say the words "well done"? |
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If this should be my last day here on earth |
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If this should be my last, last day here on earth |
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'Cause this could be my last, this could be my last |
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This could be my last day |
