Once a song that made me think of a lovely redhead, but which now, in the chorus, reminds me of time spent in Adoration before the Eucharist. "See Mother, I make all things new"
"Then I'm with you,
No longer alone.
When I'm with you,
It feels like I'm home.
And you are with me,
No longer alone.
And how can it be?
It feels like I'm home."
No longer alone.
When I'm with you,
It feels like I'm home.
And you are with me,
No longer alone.
And how can it be?
It feels like I'm home."
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