| He was an independent son, always on the run
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| No time to listen to the Father
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| He stood alone to face the gale, so afraid to fail
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| Afraid to listen to a brother
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| Then suddenly like a memory
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| The candle in his heart burst into flame
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| And patiently, oh so patiently
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| The voice of mercy, truth and light
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| Spoke once again into the night
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| How can this be?
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| What do you see?
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| Nothing but love in its purest form
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| Nothing but love would go into the storm
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| Challenge the pride clouding his eyes
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| Nothing but love could lead him in
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| Nothing but love would do it again
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| Is there an independent son with a heart gone wild?
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| Be still and listen to the Father
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| Underneath the weight you bear, so afraid to share
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| Open the curtain to a brother
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| And suddenly more than memory
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| The candle in your heart can be a flame
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| And patiently, oh so patiently
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| The voice of mercy, truth and light
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| Will speak again into the night
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| How can this be?
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| Who do you see?
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| (What do you see?)
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| (What do you see? What do you see?)
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| Nothing but love in its purest form
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| Nothing but love would go into the storm
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| Challenge the pride clouding your eyes
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| Nothing but love could lead you in
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| Nothing but love would do it again
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| When you fall at his feet
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| And your heart has been humbled and broken
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| Then the God of compassion will reach down His hand
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| And He will lift you up, He will lift you up
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| Nothing but love in its purest form
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| Nothing but love would go into the storm
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| Challenge the pride clouding our eyes
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| Nothing but love could lead us in
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| Nothing but love
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| Nothing but love
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| Nothing but love… |