I wish your mind
Was more like your heart
Nailed shut
Looking back,
Can't remember
To much love
Now when I fall down
When I get weak
When I grow tired
I'll never drop my sword
Tell me,
A sadder story
So I can fall asleep
The right way,
If I knew the right way
Well we wouldn't be, here
Now when I fall down
When I get weak
When I grow tired
I'll never drop my sword
Do you think Jesus loves me
Can I go home again
I'm a boy
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