Once I stood in the night With my head bowed low In the darkness as black as could be And my heart felt alone and I cried oh Lord Donīt hide your face from me
Like a king I may live in a palace so tall With great riches to call my own But I donīt know a thing In this whole wide world Thatīs worse than being alone Hold my hand all the way, every hour every day Come here to the great unknown
Take my hand, let me stand Where no one stands alone
Take my hand, let me stand Where no one stands alone
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