| I was in a hotel room
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| I was so far away from home
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| It seemed like the walls were closing in on me
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| My soul felt like it’d turned to stone
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| There were two books upon the night stand
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| I didn’t know which one to read
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| And I wasn’t sure what I might find in them
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| Or if it would be anything I need
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| But I sat there in that small room
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| And as the night became the day
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| I read about Buddha and I read about Christ
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| And the words that they did say
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| And I saw myself before me
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| Like a ship lost at sea
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| And I guess I was content to just let it pass
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| When I heard your voice in me
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| Down on my knees
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| I went walking into a strange city
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| In the darkest hours of the night
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| I went looking for a sign from you
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| I was hoping to see the light
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| When a man came from the shadows
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| And he asked me if I’d heard
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| The good news about Jesus Christ
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| And how he was the word
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| Then he asked me to say a prayer with him
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| So that Christ I would receive
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| I told him I had further to walk
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| Before I could believe
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| He said he saw me standing before him
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| Like a ship lost at sea
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| And I saw myself reflected in his eyes
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| When I felt your breath on me
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| Down on my knees
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| I was sitting by the ocean
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| I was up against a dune
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| I was listening to the tide come in
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| I was looking up at the moon
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| And I never felt as alone in my life
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| As I did just sitting there
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| My whole life flashed before me
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| And the pictures they seemed so bare
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| And I was overcome with desperation
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| And a hunger I couldn’t feed
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| Time stood still and was seething
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| And I could feel my existence bleed
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| And I saw myself before me
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| Like a ship lost at sea
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| And I was looking for a beacon
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| When I felt your light touch me
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| Down on my knees |