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
Let the river flow
Pour out your Spirit here
More, More Much more of You
More, More Much more of You
We are hungry We are thirsty
We are hungry We are thirsty
We are hungry We are thirsty We want more
More, More Much more of You
More, More Much more of You
More, More Much more of You
More, More Much more of You
