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A Way
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words and music by Michael W. Smith, Gary Chapman, & Tim Marsh
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Caught in a dream of where I want to be
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Wrapped in a web of where I am
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I feel a wall between what is and what should be
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You find me waiting for a miracle
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You hear me praying for a plan
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You are the only one prepared to rescue me
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(CHORUS)
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Then you take away the distance
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Found between the truth and me
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And you give a simple reason to my restless rhyme
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Woa, hide me in the Heaven
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You have held within Your hand
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And make a way to find a way to soothe my mind
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There is a way that might seem right to me
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A dim reflection of what's good
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Just an illusion of the best that I can be
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But there's another path You offer me
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I wish I always understood
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Some way you see right through my thoughts
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And know my needs
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(REPEAT CHORUS)
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Please come soothe my mind
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You always take away the distance
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Found between the truth and me
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And You give a simple reason to my restless rhyme
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And You hide me in the Heaven
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You have held within Your hand
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You always make a way to find a way to soothe my mind
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Yeah, You take away the distance
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Found between the truth and me
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And You give a simple reason to my restless rhyme
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And You hide me in the Heaven
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You have held within Your hand
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You always make a way to find a way to soothe my mind
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A Way
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| Michael W. Smith |
