Praise me Lord as I do you
Who knows what we can do
When we embrace and joke
About your great plans for us
You with your gardens and cities
Where we can stroll together
And I can finally hear
What were you thinking
When the idea of me in all this
Slid into your head and heart
I mean you must have had
Better things to do and yet
You turned you looked at me
I loved you from the start
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