I find I'm broken as Your words cut through me
I know that I've been battered from my storm
I hear a whisper and a thought consuming
"I'll hold onto your heart in shattered form
You hurt but I will heal you all the more"
Your anger turns and here you love me freely
I struggle but you pull me to your shore
The rains will swell into a flood and move me
Your sacrifice of beauty bargained for
and I'll run into your arms all the more
On this stage I triumph at performing
with the body of an angel and the heart of a whore
you raise the stakes for what i sell so short
and I'll run into your arms all the more
If I left you'd run and intercept me
yet you'd stay through the hardest fiercest storm
as grace and life and peace and love flow through me
i'll know i'm not who i was before
and i'll run into your arms all the more
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