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The conversation's right For once it's not a fight I've been waiting But I'm hesitating now I have so much to say But I'm too afraid Today I missed my chance But please don't turn and go... Dear Lord refine this rust In you I trust To make my words just as gold To be the one that's strong Am I the weakest link In a chain of strength that proclaims the good news? Will I withstand? I want to be the link That can hold the weight of opposition Have I missed my chance? I'm rusted I want to be strong (I'm so afraid) From Letras Mania