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Letras:Everyday Sunday. Don't Leave.

He walked out that door that he came in,
and i said don't go, I'm gonna miss you my friend.
But he didn't turn around.
He didn't turn around when i fell on the ground.
I said, where are you going?You used to like it here.I said, where are you going? What is your fear?
But he didn't turn around.
He didn't turn around when i fell on the ground.
Please don't leave, please stay.
Please don't go away.

I just want to see you a whole new way.
Holy God, your touch, I just can't get enough.
I don't want to forget your consuming love.