| I still have the message
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| From the last time that you called
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| I wish I hadn’t been so busy
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| We could have talked about it all
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| And when there’s no one else around
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| I sit and listen to the sound of your voice
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| Well you always had a way
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| Of saying what I need to hear
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| Some how you’d make that heavy
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| On my shoulders disappear
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| And I’m trying to carry through
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| In a world without you and it ain’t easy, no
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| They say there’s a cloud of witnesses
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| Cheering everybody on
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| And in that choir of angels
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| I know you’re the loudest one
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| Shouting «Keep your eyes on Jesus
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| And whatever you do
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| Don’t you dare give up the fight»
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| Yeah, these days that what I hear
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| When I hear voices from the other side
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| Seems like I’m at a crossroads
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| Almost every other day
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| And standing there I find myself
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| Wondering what you’d say
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| When I’m tempted just to quit
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| Feel like giving in, I remember, yes
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| They say there’s a cloud of witnesses
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| Cheering everybody on
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| And in that choir of angels
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| I know you’re the loudest one
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| Shouting «Keep your eyes on Jesus
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| And whatever you do
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| Don’t you dare give up the fight»
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| Yeah, these days that what I hear
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| When I hear voices from the other side
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| And when I close my eyes
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| I can see you standing
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| With the angels and the Saints
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| I can hear you telling me
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| «Whoa, well you just wait
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| 'Cause there really is a heaven
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| And it’s paved with streets of gold
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| And there really is a Savior
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| And he’s really on the throne
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| And there’s no more separation
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| No more sorrow, no more pain
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| And there ain’t a single tear in sight
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| And someday we’ll be together just rejoicin'
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| Yeah these days that’s what I hear
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| When I hear voices from the other side
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| From the other side |