Lyrics

I don't make the words I find 'em as I go What would Jesus do in times like these Do any of us know And where do I stand with you, my dear Please me Please me Been countin' all the days Days are countin' me And hope I lay my eyes on the prize And the why's for this life that I lead And what about this land of milk and honey Please me If you have to take a man way too early Please me What about us if you leave The days won't be the same You wouldn't believe the tears and the smiles Mainly smiles that come with your name You're more loved than you know, reaching to breath easily But if you have to take a man way too early Please me I don't make the words I find 'em as I go What would Jesus do in times like these Do any of us know And where do I stand with you, my dear
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