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In the darkness

A prostitute is given a second opportunity at real love.

In the darkness never showing

Couldn’t see her heart was growing

Still not formed no way of knowing

When she’d show up at my door.

In the darkness she did leave me

Sorrow, guilt and loss did weave me

A blanket full of love to give thee

Baby who I’d see no more.

Lost inside me thorns devour

All my love I’ve lost the power

Memories of that darkest hour

Cut me to my deepest core.

Now again a chance I’m given

Scared beyond belief I’m driven

Praying to my God in Heaven

Send a baby to this whore.

In the darkness I am only

Selling love to all those lonely

Men whose lives will need atoning

Money lets them in my door.

To the light the baby’s coming

No hand to hold the pain is numbing

Ten toes and fingers are forthcoming

I can ask for nothing more.

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