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My Church

My church is made of people,

My church is being built.

My church is made of the finest grade.

My church is like a quilt.



I want to live out on the water.

I like to look up at the stars.

I like to be alone for hours.

I like to play in crowded bars.



The best songs make me weepy,

But true love makes me strong.

I'm gonna figure out what it's all about.

I'm gonna write another song.



I see you in the mirror.

Sometimes I see you in my dreams.

You're with me here forever,

That's what the story means.



Do you know how much I love you?

Can you feel it in the air?

By the fireside, late at night,

In the music that we share.



I want to thank you again for coming,

And filling up my life.

We live in the land of plenty,

I make a happy wife.



My church is made of people.

My church is being built.

My church is made of the finest grade.

My church is like a quilt.


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