when i was young You fed me –
before I claimed Your name –
the words You softly told me –
still in my heart today –
to think that I’m your favorite –
to think that I’m Your son –
my faith in You grows stronger –
breeds deeper everyday –
to think that Your my father –
Your blood runs through my veins –
to hear You say ” This ones mine” –
to hear You say “He’s my son” –
I hear Your voice speak to me –
even when I don’t call –
I feel Your strength run through me –
even when I’ve done wrong –
pieces of You inside of us –
inside our hearts burns Your love –
pieces of You inside of me –
to think that I’m Your favorite –
game of love – I’ll play this game of love – I won’t lose.












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