I believe for every drop of rain that falls
a flower grows
I believe that somewhere in the darkest night
a candle glows
I believe for everyone who goes astray, someone will
come to show the way
I believe I believe
I believe above a storm the smallest prayer
can still be heard
I believe that someone in the great somewhere
hears every word
Every time I hear a new born baby cry,
or touch a leaf or see the sky
Then I know why, I believe
Every time I hear a new born baby cry.
or touch a leaf or see the sky
Then I know why, I believe.
Thursday, April 1, 2010
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