I Miss the Way
Michael W. Smit
Once a true believe
Once there was a fire in your sou
You were the epitome of blessed faith asti
With thirst for holines
And hunger for the Wor
Now you move in other circle
To the beat of different drum
And I see only glimpses of the one you used to b
The inspiration that you were to m
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I miss the way His love would dance within your eye
I miss the way His heart was the soul of your lif
And somewhere in the saddest part of heaven's roo
Our Father sheds a tear for yo
He's missing you, to
Some are calling you a prodiga
Some aren't calling you at al
But far away someone is calling you back hom
Do you hear it anymore out there on your ow
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Once a true believer...