I need to be cleansedIt's time to make amendsFor all of the funThe damage is doneAnd I feel diseasedI'm down on my knessAnd I need forgivenessSomeone to bear witnessTo the goodness withinBeneath the sinAlthough I may flirtWith all kinds of dirtTo the point of diseaseNow I want releaseFrom all this decayTake it awayAnd somewhereThere's someone who caresWith a heart of goldTo have and to hold ... (L)
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