What is this sun that conquers mountains
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Singing over what has been asleep?
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What is it that softens all my doubting?
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It's you
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Morning brings a hunger for new eyes
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That have been covered by the hurt of yesterday
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Who could create in me the vision of a little child?
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It's you
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You take an ordinary day
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And turn it into flowers like the month of May
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Yes you do
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You see all my pain
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You cry over it for hours till I'm new again
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Yes you do
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When I have been a victim of familiarity
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When my heart has fallen into sleep
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Healing is the voice that awakens me
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And it is you
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You take an ordinary day
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And turn it into flowers like the month of May
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Yes you do
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You see all my pain
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You cry over it for hours till I'm new again
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Yes you do
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You, you make me new...
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New
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| Bethany Dillon |
