"Your life will be a life of loneliness"
And I let my head fall
Willing, sacrificial
But now the call weighs
Heavily upon my shoulders,
But God, if I had but one
To call "love"
To pour out all of my soul
Couldn't I be cured, whole?
And I let my head fall
Willing, sacrificial
But now the call weighs
Heavily upon my shoulders,
But God, if I had but one
To call "love"
To pour out all of my soul
Couldn't I be cured, whole?
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