Walking with You
I get this vision,
I’m walking everywhere in the world
And it’s just God and I
A friend like like Christ who stuck closer like no other
I was immersed in warmth
I thanked him because he took my anxieties away
I feel like I’m Truman from the Truman Show sometimes,
All eyes on me
When I have tunnel vision
I can live like no one’s watching me
Just God and I
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