(M. Riperton R. Rudolph)
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The reasons for my life are in a million faces
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Like aching promises I feel them in my bones
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Slipping through my fingers to dance upon the road
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The reasons for my life are more than I can hold
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But oh, the sweet delight to sing with all my might
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To spark the inner light of wonder burning bright
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You're not alone
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You're not alone
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The reasons for my life are buried in deep places
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Words once could awaken them
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these seeds that I have sown
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Ringing through the madness to crash against the cold
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The reasons for my life cannot be bought or sold
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The reasons for my life are filling all my spaces
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Like rushing waters flow, they carry me along
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Twisting through my memory to pull free from the load
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The reasons for my life are more than I was told
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Reasons
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| Minnie Riperton |
