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Lyrics:
It’s OK this time, I just need a little while. I’m at a loss for words. I lost my words.
It’s the middle of June, and I miss you. All your life has never left you. Washed by the blood is the first thing. I want to love you in the middle of true peace.
I am afraid sometimes. I will cry out for a little while, When I forget your words. Is your promise what it’s worth?
I’m glad you didn’t know me In my late teens, 19, 20 or 21. I’m glad you don’t love me more than the Father, The Son of Man, or his Spirit in you. Keep your heart where it needs to be.
At the end of June, I miss you. All your life has never left you. Washed by the blood is our first thing. I can miss you in the middle of true peace.
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