When you hurt, I hurt to
What matters to me,
There's two things I know for sure
She was sent here
I grew up out on the rural [Incomprehensible]
There was one
There's a little girl, wanna make her mine
What she wants,
Any other mornin', you might have walked a different street
Turned
Words and Music by Bart Millard
I can only imagine
Last night after dinner
As I read the evening paper
I looked
If it wasn't for that woman
I wouldn't be where I
We both said some things we don't really mean
Sometimes love
I was young, he was old
An' we both were the
I was living hard and fast
Running from my past
On the
Wherever you go, whatever you do
Don't ever forget there's someone
Sometimes I look at you and my heart hurts
I guess
Boy, I'd love to have that car
I whispered to my
Girl, you're looking fine tonight,
and every guy has got
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