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I Turn To You
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R. Stonehill & C. Keaggy
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There is a window in my attic
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Where I have gone so many times
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Sending my prayers up like a letter
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Written across a paper sky
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But as the days turn into seasons
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And the seasons turn to years
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I am speaking less and learning how to hear
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chorus
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I turn to you
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Like the night turns into morning
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I turn to you
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When I feel like trouble's knocking at my door
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I turn to you, and through all the years
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You've never turned away
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And I am always turning back to you
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All of the times when I was foolish
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I've only got myself to blame
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Oh I have tangoed with temptation
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Just like a moth drawn to the flame
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And as I've sifted through these ashes
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There is one thing I have learned
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Your healing touch is there
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When I get burned
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chorus
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I Turn To You
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| Randy Stonehill |
