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I try to write a rhyme |
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To reveal my feelings inside |
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I search with every word |
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To find the perfect line |
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But just like a little child |
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I hide behind a clever line |
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You take the pencil |
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I've been holding much too tight |
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And I'm watching |
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You write my life, Lord |
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I'm seeing Your hand in all I am |
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I'm watching You write my life |
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And learning how to trust |
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I struggle every day |
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To finish this my own way |
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Then try to scribble out |
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The pain of my mistakes |
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But You take my hand in time |
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And You paint a simple line |
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Erasing each mistake |
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The pages come alive |
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And I'm watching |
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You write my life, Lord |
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I'm seeing Your hand in all I am |
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I'm watching You write my life |
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As only You, only You can |
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Oh I'm watching |
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You write my life, Lord |
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And telling the story of Your love |
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I'm watching You write my life |
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And learning how to trust |
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Yeah, I'm watching |
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You write my life, Lord |
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And telling the story of Your love |
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I'm watching You write my life |
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And learning how to trust |
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Watching my life |
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Watching my life |
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Watching my life |
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