Air Supply

I have changed only one word in this song, to fit
Jesus and myself:
Sing it with me!

I’m lying alone
with my head on the throne
Thinking of you till it hurts

I know you hurt too
but what else can we do?
Tormented and torn apart

I wish I could carry your smile in my heart
For times when my life seems so low
It would make me believe
what tomorrow could bring
When today doesn’t really know, doesn’t really know

I’m all out of love,
I’m so lost without you
I know you were right
believing for so long
I’m all out of love,
what am I without you?
I can’t be too late to say that I was so wrong

I want you to come back
and carry me home
Away from these long lonely nights
I’m reaching for you, are you feeling it too?
Does the feeling seem, oh so right?

What would you say
if I called on you now?
Saying that I can’t hold on
There’s no easy way,
it gets harder each day
Please love me or I’ll be gone, I’ll be gone

I’m all out of love,
I’m so lost without you
I know you were right
believing for so long
I’m all out of love,
what am I without you?
I can’t be too late to say that I was so wrong

OUR LORD CREATED THE MUSIC IN HEAVEN, AND GAVE IT TO US AS A GIFTS. ALL INSTRUMENTS WE USE TODAY ORIGINALLY WERE MADE IN HEAVEN WITH GOLD, AND ADORNED WITH ALL OF THE JEWELS THAT GOD HID IN OUR MOUNTAINS FOR MAN TO FIND.
MUSIC, SONGS, INSTRUMENTS OF PASSION, THEY ARE ALL GIFTS, AND IF YOU NOT FIND WORDS TO SAY TO OUR LORD, THEN SING HIM A SONG, AND IT WILL BE LIKE PRAYING TWICE. HEAVEN LOVES A GOOD SONG.

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