Steele Croswhite
Steele Croswhite
Steele Croswhite
Steele Croswhite
Steele Croswhite
Steele Croswhite
Steele Croswhite
Steele Croswhite
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All these colors of my eyes
From the whitest of clouds to the bluest of the skies
And how the color green deepens to show your glory
And all these thoughts that I think
From 'Floating on the ground' to 'Help me, I'm gonna sink'
Only reveals your love in the fact that you've given me my own mind
I believe, I believe, I believe in miracles
I believe, I believe, I believe in miracles
That I can smell rain
That I can even taste it
That I can feel it wash over my skin
That only I can make these prints
From these fingers that you gave me
That I'm uniquely and fearfully and wonderfully made
I believe, I believe, I believe in miracles
I believe, I believe, I believe in miracles
Show me more, show me more
Miracles for me
Show me more, show me more
That you give me music, that you let me sing
That I can even love at all because you first loved me
I believe, I believe, I believe in miracles
I believe, I believe, I believe in miracles
I believe, I believe, I believe in miracles
I believe, I believe, I believe in miracles