You were a song I couldn't sing
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you were a story I couldn't tell
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I've only ever loved myself,
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But I've loved myself so well.
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And how defeated I return!
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(you're nice and blue, yeah you're nice and blue)
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I missed what I was supposed to learn
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'cause all I learned about was missing you.
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A life left half behind, though no longer blind
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I can't yet see. I'm not the boy that I once was,
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but I'm not the man I'll be.
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And I've been waiting now, for six years on
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(and have only just begun)
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For the day you'll hold her in your arms,
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oh risen Lord, my precious one.
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I was once the wine x3
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and you the wineglass.
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I was once alive x3
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when you held me x2
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God became the glass,
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and all things left were emptiness
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oh my little girl, oh my little girl
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if you look out and see a trace
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of dark red that used to be my face
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in the clarity of His grace,
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no, no
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remember me.
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Nice And Blue
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| Mewithoutyou (Me Without You) |
