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04-26-2010, 01:13 PM
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It doesn't mean much
It doesn't mean anything at all The life I've left behind me is a cold room I've crossed the last line From where I can't return Where every step I took in faith betrayed me And led me from my home And sweet surrender Is all that I have to give Take me in, no question's asked You strip away the ugliness that surrounds me (Who are you?) Are you an angel? Am I already that gone? I only hope that I won't disappoint you When I'm down here on my knees (Who are you?) And sweet surrender Is all that I have to give (Who are you?) And sweet surrender Is all that I have to give Don't understand The touch of your hand I would be the one to fall I miss the little things I miss everything about you Doesn't mean much It doesn't mean anything at all The life I left behind me is a cold room (Who are you?) And sweet surrender Is all that I have to give (Who are you?) And sweet surrender Is all that I have to give |
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