you spent years knocking on doors that never opened a bit
with your knuckles full of splinters and your clenched fist
thinking there was something something that you missed
you swung at everything you once embraced and kissed
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and i wonder if i'll make it back to the circle of your eyes
to that room where it's all warm and safe and dry
could be some things you'll miss if you check out of here
symphonic falls and summer's colored fields
december's praying trees and bethlehem's bright stars
and all those ones who love you like you are
and i wonder if i'll make it back to the circle of your smile
to that room where it's all warm and safe and dry
there's a simple meal but it'll always be enough
and the wine of God's love fills your cup
when You got to my heart it's all wrecked and sad
i guess you could say it was pretty bad