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Coming Out
All these questions float around in my head.
Where will my soul end up when I'm dead?
I love who I love;
there is nothing wrong with that.
I love who I love, she's my best friend.
I won't stop you from loving your mate,
in fact I have respect for you.
All I ask is for you to return respect to me.
I love who I love;
I can't stop that.
My feelings are true.
My desire to stay with her is true.
Stop making me second guess!
Now the God part -
Sin is sin,
there's no questioning that.
God is just, loyal, and peace.
He is loving, kind, and knows my heart.
Do you?
Can you say you know my heart?
Is my heart true?
Yes it is!
But, you are too busy making me confused
to see how pure it is.
In God's eyes we're all the same.
We struggle with different sin.
We play a different game.
I could say plenty about you,
but I don't,
and I won't.
If God sends me to hell and not you
then maybe he wasn't the god to follow -
but for now I worship the one who gave his life for me
already knowing who I'd be
as he hung on that tree.
I am me
and you are you.
We love who we love.
That I know is true.
Where will my soul end up when I'm dead?
I love who I love;
there is nothing wrong with that.
I love who I love, she's my best friend.
I won't stop you from loving your mate,
in fact I have respect for you.
All I ask is for you to return respect to me.
I love who I love;
I can't stop that.
My feelings are true.
My desire to stay with her is true.
Stop making me second guess!
Now the God part -
Sin is sin,
there's no questioning that.
God is just, loyal, and peace.
He is loving, kind, and knows my heart.
Do you?
Can you say you know my heart?
Is my heart true?
Yes it is!
But, you are too busy making me confused
to see how pure it is.
In God's eyes we're all the same.
We struggle with different sin.
We play a different game.
I could say plenty about you,
but I don't,
and I won't.
If God sends me to hell and not you
then maybe he wasn't the god to follow -
but for now I worship the one who gave his life for me
already knowing who I'd be
as he hung on that tree.
I am me
and you are you.
We love who we love.
That I know is true.
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