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Текст песне : Poor Old Lu. The Waiting Room. A Month Of Moments.


It swept me in and tossed me out, I fear
And the consequence is clear
Listen to the heartbreak, my dear
And now I sit alone

I count the words in me
"If you could only see
Sometimes choice is crippling
Abide in Me"

Am I full of pride or lost inside?
When I stand alone I am alone
(And I) have not the strength to break this shame
(And why) if I hate the sin and let it in
Do I see His arms are open wide?

It's deafening to hear the ring of sin
And the waves are crashing in
Will I ever, ever win?
So take me home

I find these words in me
"If you would only see
The choice could make you free
Abide in Me"

And the moment was or the moment is
(Help me stand in the present time)
And the moment was or the moment is
(Help me stand in the present time)
Poor Old Lu