The sound of holding on - almost a whisperThe sigh of broken hearts - a quiet cryThe rain upon your faceBrings gravity and graceAnd softly you begin to breath againI don't have all the answers to your sad prayersBut if I could I'd give you angel's wingsTo go where hope is foundWith strength to reach beyondAnd carries like a song upon the windPlease don't give upPlease don't you give upCuz I believeYes, I believeI still believe... in usThe sound of holding on - almost a whisperThe sigh of broken hearts - a quiet cryThe rain upon your faceBrings gravity and graceAnd softly you begin to breath again
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