After he turned thirty, He went back to the temple
To say He was The Son Of God, the Truth, the Life, the Way.
They took his to a hill they called The Skull to render him silent
But faith could not prevent what He was dying to say.
He was dying to tell the world how much he really cared.
It was not three old rusty nails that kept him hanging there.
The expression on his face gave the real reason away,
He had something on His heart He was dying to say.
He said I love you
I love you
I love you is what He said
He said I love you
I love you
And He cared enough that He wrote it down in red.
He was dying to tell the world how much he really cared.
It was not three old rusty nails that kept him hanging there.
The expression on his face gave the real reason away.
He had something on His heart,
Someone on His mind.
He had something on His heart,
He was dying to say.
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