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HEART OUT

You are the one I think of when I am blank
When I am happy you are the one I call
I think of you when I am sad
I pour it all on you
And I feel it is all right
I call you when I reach a problem's dead end
Together we find a way to move to the other side of the wall
With you I feel like the lake Galilee
When Jesus was calming the storm
You are my rain maker
You make me feel hope
You are the cloud that causes my worst storms
When I know that I am the reason you are shedding tears
I feel so comfortable beside you
I can sing off key
But it is all right because I wont be judged
I can talk and talk
Be sure that I will be heard
I can keep the quiet of a grave
And not be scared that it will be heard wrong
Yes I can be headstrong
Then we will fight and make peace
I can be fearful when you are scared
And we will curdle together
I can hope when you have lost hope
And you can hope when I have lost mine
For that is how we become better
You are beautiful to my eyes and heart
And I am so proud of you
You are a million things I love
Just give me one reason
Why we are just friends

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