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I wish your mind was more like your heart Nailed shut Looking back, can't remember too much love Now when I fall down When I get weak When I grow tired I'll never drop my sword Tell me a sadder story So I can fall asleep The right way, if I knew the right away Well, we wouldn't be here Now when I fall down When I get weak When I grow tired I'll never drop my sword Do you think Jesus loves me? Can I go home again? I'm a boy. From Letras Mania