Do you really know me? Don't you even care?
I watch you day by day.
I see the sin you wish to hide from my loving eyes.
You do as you wish, my ways are not yours.
You listen to your own thoughts, never could my soft voice ever talk to you and be heard.
Do you really know me?
Not all who say to me, "Lord, Lord," shall live with me.
Can you say your mine?
Will I say to you, "Well done," or "I never knew you?"
Do you really know me?
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