You're just running, running away,
From the truth you can't deny,
It's in your heart, it's in your head,
But you tell yourself it's a lie,
You say God doesn't close a door,
And then reopen it again,
But how can you say that with your new life,
Once broken in your sin?
Trying to move on you say,
That the door is locked up tight,
But even a locked door has a key,
And a way to make things right,
The pain, the ache, it's all too much,
Down to my very soul,
I feel the sorrow, aching, breaking,
A hollow empty hole,
I cannot deny my heart,
This longing, though I've tried,
I cannot ignore, cannot refute,
Keep bottled up inside,
You may never again think of me,
And that may be the truth,
But I'll spend a lifetime trying so hard,
To forget every detail about you.
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