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By Chris Rice, On a hill far away stands a tall mighty tree
Where
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By Chris Rice, How long until You defend Your name and set the
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By Chris Rice, Summer warm and lazy
Lemon sun and hazy
Remember?
Popsicle red on my
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By Chris Rice, Oh, it’s been one of those days
When You walk with
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By Chris Rice, Here I am on the other side of the radio
Wonderin'
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By Chris Rice, What am I gonna be when I grow up?
How am
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By Chris Rice, On the surface not a ripple
Undercurrent wages war
Quiet in the
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By Chris Rice, Feel the sun in my eyes
Swat that clumsy fly
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By Chris Rice, Standing on the edge of the dock
With the wind in
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By Chris Rice, Grass is always greener on the other side
The search is
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By Chris Rice, I would take no for an answer,
Just to know I
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By Chris Rice, Last thing I remember, sayin’ bye to yesterday
Glad to see
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By Chris Rice, How far are you? How close am I?
I know your
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By Chris Rice, Another night slips away
As the events of the day
Keep burning
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By Chris Rice, Is our world spinning backwards?
What has brought about this change?
Can't
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By Chris Rice, Found her starin' at the rain
And askin' why it has
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By Chris Rice, I’m so thirsty, I can feel it
Burning through the furthest
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By Chris Rice, Weak and wounded sinner,
Lost and left to die,
O,
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By Chris Rice, Tears are falling, hearts are breaking
How we need to hear
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By Chris Rice, When Did You Fall
Verse 1:
You’re all smiles and silly conversation
As
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By Chris Rice, I hear a sound and turn to see
A new direction
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By Chris Rice, I could stand here looking at you for a thousand
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By Chris Rice, Away in a manger
No crib for His bed
The little Lord
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By Chris Rice, God rest ye merry gentlemen, let nothing you dismay
Remember Christ
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By Chris Rice, O holy night, the stars are brightly shining
It is the
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By Chris Rice, Silent night, holy night
All is calm, all is bright
Round yon
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By Chris Rice, The First Noel, the Angels did say
Was to certain poor
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By Chris Rice, Here come those eyes
There goes my ability to breathe
Those legs
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By Chris Rice, Love, how did I find you?
Was I even breathing before
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By Chris Rice, Hear a newborn baby cry
Hear the farmers pray for rain
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