America the beautiful land of the free home of the
I can't see how you love me.
I can't believe that
You come to church so often, say you live your
Now I see that you are no good for me,
You
When I look at You, then I can see just
She don't know what to do, it's all her fault
I look at you and you look right back at
I look at your life and what can I say.
Your
You're so special to me.
You fill my thoughts.
As I sit
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