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What's the miracle, if life itself is not? Who am I to praise his worth within? I may stumble over words that I forgot, Just as life itself will slowly begin. Sing me a song for the mountains to move, Sing me the anthem of life, Sing me the anthem of life. I'm sceptical, I like my glass of wine, I don't know your name, or what I am to do. One day you'll wonder why I read between the lines, And you will sing for me, the way I sang for you. Sing me a song for the ocean to part, Sing me the anthem of life,
Annons