Welcome to this heart of mine
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I've buried under prideful vines
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Grown to hide the mess I've made
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Inside of me Come decorate, Lord
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Open up the creaking door
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And walk upon the dusty floor
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Scrape away the guilty stains
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Until no sin or shame remain
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Spread Your love upon the walls
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And occupy the empty halls
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Until the man I am has faded
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No more doors are barricaded
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Come inside this heart of mine
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It's not my own
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Make it home
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Come and take
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this heart and make it
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All Your own
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Welcome home
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Take a seat, pull up a chair
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Forgive me for the disrepair
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And the souvenirs from
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floor to ceiling
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Gathered on my search
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for meaning
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Every closet's
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filled with clutter
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Messes yet to be discovered
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I'm overwhelmed, I understand
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I can't make this place
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all that You can
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Come inside this heart of mine
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It's not my own
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Make it home
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Come and take
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this heart and make it
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All Your own
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Welcome home
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I took the space
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that You placed in me
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Redecorated in shades of greed
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And I made sure every door
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stayed locked
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Every window blocked
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and still You knocked
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Come inside this heart of mine
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It's not my own Make it home
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Come and take
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this heart and make it
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All Your own
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Welcome home Welcome home
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this heart this heart
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and make it It's not my own
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Make it home it home
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this heart and make it
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All Your own
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Welcome home Welcome home
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Welcome home
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Take me All You want me to be
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That's all I'm asking
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all I'm asking
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WELCOME HOME (SHAUN GROVES)
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| Various Artists |
