(M. Riperton R. Rudolph)
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The ripples run into the sun
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And your smile blends with the clouds that flutter by me
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As I sit on the edge of a dream
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What do I see? What do I see?
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I see the children playing in the sun
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And there is love enough for each and everyone
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As I sit on the edge of a dream
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That's what I see! That's what I see!
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Things that might be, if we look we just might see
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Paint the world so brightly, let our freedom ring
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Merry-go-round without a sound
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I hear your song in the breeze that rock-a-byes me
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As I sit on the edge of a dream
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What do I see? What do I see?
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I see the Lord inside of everyone
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Can it be my dream will really come
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As I sit on the edge of a dream
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That's what I see! That's what I see!
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Things that might be, if we look we just might see
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Paint the world so brightly, let our freedom ring
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And here comes the morning sun
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I wonder if my dream will really come
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As I site on the edge of a dream
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That's what I see! That's what I see!
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The Edge of A Dream
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| Minnie Riperton |
