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Holly Williams - Between your lines
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(Holly Williams) 

We are all a little crazy, we are all a little weak 
And we all are very fragile when there's nothing left to speak 
When there's no one left to talk to, no more tears are left to cry 
Will you stand up for the right thing or continue in denial- 
I don't know 

Well you know I'd love to help you, you know I'd love to heal 
But without the hands of God you will never be revealed 
So take off your mask of happiness, take off your mask of fame 
We all know that you've got problems just like everybody's name 

I don't know why you fold in the arms of reality 
Why do you break with every wave in your stormy sea 
You know I'd love to think you were doing fine but I'd be lying 

So don't tell me everything is good, don't walk on bitter ground 
I have seen you at your worst and I still love you when you're down 
But I hate to see you live like this, I hate to see you crying 
And I hate to see you tangled in her web of sex and lies 
Do you have a god you pray to, Do you have a god you love 
Do you have some twisted fear about the will from up above 
Do you wait for him in silence, Do you wait for him in vain 
Do you think some crazy fool is gonna preach away your pain 

I don't know why you fold in the arms of reality 
Why do you break with every wave in your stormy sea 
Why do you cringe at the wake of every godly dream 
While I watch you laughing on the brink of insecurity 
You know I'd love to say you were doing fine but I'd be lying 

So why must you walk with burdens much too big for you to bear 
When you know it's not your fault 
There are saints and sinners everywhere 
You don't have to smile, I can read between your lines 
I read guilt and I read mercy, I read glory to the father 
I read bitterness and suffering and love for all your children 
I read brokenness inside your heart and scars too deep to see 
I read pain from a young boy who's father left too early 
Who's mother tried to mold him into what she'd love to be... 

I don't know why you fold in the arms of reality 
Why do you break with every wave in your stormy sea 
And why do you cringe at the wake of every godly dream while 
I watch you laughin on the brink of insecurity 
You know we'd love to help, yeah you know we'd love to heal 
But without the hands of God you will never be revealed 
You know we'd all love to say you were doing fine but we'd be