You want me home, but I'm gone all night
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And we've probably been in some kind of fight
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But if that's not real, and that's not right...
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And I'm beginning to see the light
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Yes, I'm beginning to see the light
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When all the stars up in Heaven were rushed by an angel
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To see the light in your face better
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And if God would only listen
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He would surely create us
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A hope of his everlasting grace
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And I may be young, but I still know
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The things you put down can rise from below
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And I can hardly believe you would lay this at my door
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'Cause I have heard that song before
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Yes, I have heard that song before
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When all the stars up in Heaven were rushed by an angel
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To see the light in your face better
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And if God would only listen
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He would surely create us
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A hope of his everlasting grace
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You want me home, but I'm gone all night
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And we've probably been in some kind of fight
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But if that's not real, and that's not right...
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And I'm beginning to see the light
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Yes, I'm beginning to see the light
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I'm Beginning To See The Light
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| Liz Phair |
