| Some say we’ve all been searching for a God
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| For years in vain
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| And some say belief is just the easy way
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| Around our pain
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| And sometimes I’d like to agree
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| When they’re telling me that this is all an accident
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| Because it’s hard to let this heart believe
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| When my mind is screaming out I need more evidence
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| But do I really need more evidence?
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| I want a miracle, something impossible
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| So would You help me to believe?
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| When You say everything that’s right in front of me
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| Is all the proof I’ll ever need
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| I hear it in the winter wind
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| That blows the icy snow against my skin
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| And I see it in that summer sun
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| That rises high and then burns out again
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| And I feel it in my chest
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| In the quiet moments that I trust in what You say
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| Would You help me trust in what You say?
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| I want a miracle, something impossible
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| So would You help me to believe?
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| When You say everything that’s right in front of me
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| Is all the proof I’ll ever need
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| Maybe this is what it means to question You and still believe
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| To search and still be satisfied, to know and yet to wonder why
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| To put my faith things I doubt, to love what I can’t figure out, oh
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| Maybe this is what it means
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| To want a miracle, something impossible
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| But have the faith to still believe
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| When You say everything that’s right in front of me
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| Is all the proof I’ll ever need
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| Don’t need a miracle, something impossible
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| That makes You easy to believe
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| When You say everything that’s right in front of me
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| Is all the proof I’ll ever need
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| You’re all the proof I’ll ever need
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| So would You help me to believe? |