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Could it be |
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Your arm is long |
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Long enough to reach even, even me |
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Could it be |
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Your well is deep |
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Deep enough for me to save me, maybe |
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Beauty draws me |
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Beauty draws me |
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If I don't believe then why do |
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I seek for |
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You As if |
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You were missing |
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And for the love and beauty that's beneath what |
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I can see |
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Sometimes the face of a girl |
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The dreams |
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I've seen and the songs that yearn |
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Tell me that mystery and majesty are drawing me |
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Sometimes when |
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I get real |
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The greatest presence |
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I can feel |
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It's like a fire inside that burns me deep |
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And I come alive |
