Time after time
I say oh Lord whats the use
Time after time
I say this just won't do, but
Sooner or later in life the things you love you lose,
Just like before i know i'll call on you
Occasionally
my thoughts are brave and friends are few
Occasionally
I cry out Lord what must I do
Occasionally
I call up Master make me new
You've got the love
I need to see me through
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