Sweet forgiveness, that's what you give to me.
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When you hold me close,
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And you say: "That's all over."
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You don't go looking back,
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You don't hold the cards to stack.
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'Cause you mean what you say.
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Sweet forgiveness, you help me see.
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I'm not near as bad,
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As I sometimes appear to be.
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When you hold me close,
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And you say: "That's all over,
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"And I still love you."
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There's no way that I could make up,
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For those angry words I said.
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Sometimes it gets to hurting,
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And the pain goes to my head.
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Sweet forgiveness, dear God above.
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I say we all deserve,
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A taste of this kind of love.
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Someone who'll hold our hand,
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And whisper: "I understand,
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"And I still love you."
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Sweet Forgiveness
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| Iris Dement |
