| I think I heard Your voice
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| Floating on the evening wind
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| And felt You near again
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| In the touch of a friend
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| This is life as it should be
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| This is life complete
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| Cracking the surface of every breath
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| And finding You there
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| In the center of it
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| In the beauty of the morning
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| In the rhythm in the rain
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| In the symphony of laughter
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| As it plays across a face
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| In the colors of creation
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| Painting sunsets in the fall
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| I want to feel it all
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| Been living so close to the skin
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| Trying the feel everything
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| I’ve been digging down so deep
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| Looking for eternal things
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| Oh, I prayed a prayer to be wise
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| To see it all with Your eyes
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| For ears to hear and a heart to seek
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| And the gift to find
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| All the treasure You leave
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| In the beauty of the morning
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| In the rhythm in the rain
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| In the symphony of laughter
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| As it plays across a face
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| In the colors of creation
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| Painting sunsets in the fall
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| I want to feel it all
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| (Eyes to see and ears to hear)
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| Oh, and what is life
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| If not to see Your spirit passing by
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| Oh, and what is love
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| If not to leave the imprint of Your touch
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| I think I see it
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| In the beauty of the morning
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| In the rhythm in the rain
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| (I want to feel Your love)
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| In the symphony of laughter
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| As it plays across a face
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| In the colors of creation
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| Painting sunsets in the fall
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| Oh, let’s try again and follow me
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| If I have the eyes to see
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| And the ears to hear
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| In the fury of the ocean
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| On a stormy winter’s day
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| In the choir of the angels
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| As they dance upon the waves
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| (Oh, let me hear the angels sing now)
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| In the colors of creation
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| Painting sunsets in the fall
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| Let me see it all
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| I wanna look up and see it all
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| In the beauty of the morning
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| And what is life
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| If not to see Your spirit passing by
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| And what is love
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| If not to leave the imprint of Your touch |