This is the song of my life; I want to do this right.
I wish it were like the mountains, drinking from cool clear fountains;
but my life is cold, and the mess I'm in is getting old.
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I saw a beautiful woman;
I saw her beautiful smile.
It was in church one Sunday afternoon;
and that smile you could see for a mile.
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I want you to come to my open windows,
and pretend you're one of my heroes;
your support can help me bear the pain,
and like the New Edition I can stand the rain.
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I love this beautiful morning;
I can taste the morning breeze.
I know it can change without warning,
but for now my mind's at ease.
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I am so blessed to have you, I love you so.
I am so blessed to have you, that's so true.
You make me want to sing harmony;
I pray for you every morning and night,
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I'm not hungry for food; I'm hungry for the Word.
I don't want to miss out; my plea has got to be heard.
I pray to God: don't leave me out in the cold;
satisfy my hunger, bring me back into the fold.
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Sometimes I cry to God in sadness and pain,
and sometimes I laugh in delight.
Sometimes life is sweet like honey-flavored rain;
and sometimes life is a fight.
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This will not be my last meal;
I'm hurting now, but I know I'll heal.
I'm optimistic, though I'm not sure why;
but I know my future holds clear blue sky.
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I got to get something off my chest, I want to put this thing to rest;
to put an end to this madness, and an end to this sadness.
I am hungry for salvation, still fighting temptation
with tears of joy and laughter.
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You shall be happy, and it shall be well with you;
the Lord has done great things for us, and we are glad.
Those who sow in tears shall reap in joy;
we bless you in the name of the Lord, who made heaven and earth.
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