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A
girl lays lonely, all curled up inside.
Wishes
deeply, the pain would die.
Another
empty day, another breathless sigh.
She's
been burned and lied to by the best.
Can't
bring herself to trust the rest.
Among
her people, her circle of friends.
They've
got no idea, just where she's been.
She
hide's
the scar so well, she wants it all to end.
Takes
another drink to ease the pain.
But
she knows that it cannot stop the rain.
Another
pill to kill the blame.
But
she knows that it cannot stop the shame.
Play
the blues, Feel
the pain.
Of
a woman, cryin', Broke down in shame.
She
cries for someone, to take her pain away.
Consults
in the lifeless gods, to the psychics she will pay.
They
can't tell her anything, she don't already know.
Finally
she'll trust her heart to tell her where to go.
Jesus!,
Jesus!, heal me Lord I pray.
Jesus!,
Jesus!, hear me Lord I pray.
I
am, down at the bottom and I'm way down on my knees.
Forgive
oh Lord Jesus please.
Weeping
woman, go dry your eyes.
Your
sin's forgiven, now go live your life.
The
heartbreak's in the past The Lord has heard your cry,
Get
up off the ground and say goodbye.
To
a life that made you wonder why. |