No one hands me lilies on my darkest days
When quiet and time alone are the best and only ways
To pull from thoughts that cover my space
To crawl from covers over my face
I reach in to You because I know You're there
I trust Your words, I know they're fair
Will You help me please through this one again
Only You can, no other woman, no other man
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