Lonely
is a homie of mine
yeah she is silence
but kind
yeah in times like this
when I crave a kiss
or a hug
like a glove
on a hand
yeah I want a man
who can stand
up
in no matter what
comes
yeah he won't run
like a con
into the sun
or the dark of his heart
yeah I am a part of his safeguard
or his safe place
yes I am his mercy
yes I am his grace
yeah a taste of God's hard candy
yeah life is not always sandy
with Christ
but I still yearn to have turn
at being a wife
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