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Playing with the mixI don't know what you need to hear I don't know if I come through clear I don't know, ‘cause I don't know. I don't know how He can touch your heart I don't know even where to start I don't know, ‘cause I don't know. But I pray you hear it. Through the Holy Spirit... like the Lord's been playing with the mix. I pray you hear it. Through the Holy Spirit... like the Lord's been playing… with the mix. I don't know if you're near or far I don't know whose you are I don't know, ‘cause I don't know. I don't know, what you think of Him a distant thought, or next of kin I don't know, ‘cause I don't know. Chorus I don't know the roads you've trod but we all need the Son of God this I know, this I know I don't know if this is making sense but I hope these words are heaven sent straight to you, straight to you. Chorus out.
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copyright 2008 David D. Vande Velde