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A Little More Like Thee - Mindy Gledhill
So many faces
Travel the length of a mind that is racing
To trace back the memory
Of time gone by
Oh in the distance
Between all the bridges of instances
When I have wanted to change
This heart of mine
Have I blown all my chances to be
Less like the captive and more like the free
And more like the innocent child in me
And maybe just a little more like Thee
Here in the spaces
Between all the lines of the life
That has wasted the essence of time
I close my eyes
And picture a place
Where the sum of all grace is extending
A hand to erase all the shame
From this worn out face
Have I blown all my chances to be
Less like the captive and more like the free
And more like the innocent child in me
And maybe just a little more a whole lot more
Like the hands that redeem me
That lift and relieve me
Though roads I have taken in vain
Have I blown all my chances to be
Less like the captive and more like the free
And more like the innocent child in me
And maybe just a little more like Thee
