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Mike Wells - Fine Line lyrics
Those broke and rusty hands on your clock Don't keep time, don't tick tock It's later than you think, don't you know that drink Don't you know that drink is poison? I'm talkin' bout the world, the web you weave The plans you make, the books you read They never get you where you need to be And you know what I'm talkin' about I'm talkin' bout the fine line That leads a heart to heaven I'm talkin' bout the small voice You hear inside your head Those wrinkles on your face, tell a tale Different than the one you have for sale You've traveled every road, scouted every trail And I know what you searchin' for Your searchin' for that fine line That leads a heart to heaven Your searchin' for that small voice You hear inside your head Your lookin' for someone who knows the way A Christ to reappear and save your day Still Jesus said it best, "I am the way" He said "I am the way" He said He was that fine line That leads a heart to heaven He said he was that small voice You hear inside your head Fine line |
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