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Where I Belong

It is such a marvelous light,
This beautiful ray still shines during,
The darkest part of the night.
How selfish are we to take what isn't ours,
We build on the beauty of your world.
We take down trees and burn them to the ground.
We turn what is rightfully yours into a wasteland.
We dig until we can’t stand anymore,
And we blame you for our mistakes.
We are abusing what was once beautiful.

I will follow your beauty to the edge,
And when I know where you are, it is where I want to be.
When I don’t know where you are, you are where I belong.

Here I am breathing just to breathe,
I am dreaming just to dream.
So quick to take advantage of all you give me.
Here I hurt because she has hurt me,
And I bleed because he has cut me.
I am so quick to blame everyone else.
Here I am fearing just to fear him,
I stay awake because I believe I am free,
And do what I want because I think I have the control,
But you’re the only one to put me in my place,
You’re the one to give me this life where I stay.

I will always follow you’re amazing beauty,
And wherever you are, it is where I want to be.
When you are nowhere to be found, this isn't where I belong.

These days will always get darker as the light fades out,
And you’re greatness will always soar high even when we are paying you no mind.
We get so caught up in the war around us we forget we have already won,
And one day we can finally come home where we belong.
We will never compare to the perfect son,
Not with all the awful things we have done.
But you forgive us and you set us free,
But sometimes we still do all the wrong things.
We get caught following the wrong kind of love,
So easy to forget you are the only one.

Where I lay my head is nowhere I should be,
But where you are is where I want to be, 
Because where you are is where I belong.

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