I don't know what you're doing;
it hurts it hurts it hurts.
But no matter what you're doing,
no matter how much it hurts,
I only ask that you not withhold yourself from me.
It hurts sosososo muchly
how it seems like you're silent
or maybe I just can't see you.
I don't know what it is.
But Daddy, I don't care-
as long as you're with me.
You tell me to count the costs.
Well, everything fades away in comparison;
If only I had You;
If only all I had was You.
See, every step I take now is painful- I am holding on to the things of this world.
I want to give it all up for You.
Then, may I delight in all of You.
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