Dear Jesus
To me my lord, It’s in my mind
How can I leave it all behind?
I’ll worry about it … Though it’s not real
How terrible it must have made You feel
They lied, they beat You
This is true
You still loved them
Though black and blue
Dear Jesus
To me my lord, It’s in my mind
How can I leave it all behind?
I’ll worry about it … Though it’s not real
How terrible it must have made You feel
They lied, they beat You
This is true
You still loved them
Though black and blue
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