Mais
Carol Braga
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There is a longing
Desperate in us
An open wound
Waiting for your presence
Let the river flow
Pour out your Spirit here
More
More
Much more of You
We are hungry
We are thirsty
We want more
There is a longing
Desperate in us
An open wound
Waiting for your presence
Let the river flow
Pour out your Spirit here
More
More
Much more of You
We are hungry
We are thirsty
We want more