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Friday, April 17, 2009

MEADOWS



MEADOWS


SOMEWHERE IN THE MEADOWS OF TIME
I SEE THE DREAMS OF A CHILD
AND SHE IS PLAYING AND LAUGHING WITH GLEE
AND I ASK YOU THIS QUESTION LORD
COULD THAT BE ME I SEE?


SOMEWHERE IN THE MEADOWS OF LIFE
I FELT YOUR HAND IN MINE
AND WHEN THE WEIGHT OF THE WORLD
BROUGHT ME TO MY KNEES
YOU HEARD MY CRY AND MY PLEA'S


SOMEWHERE IN THE MEADOWS OF CHANGE
YOU GAVE ME A SONG AND A NEW MELODY
THAT ONLY YOU COULD BRING
AND NOW I WAIT ON YOU LORD
TO GUIDE ME THROUGH THE MIST OF TIME.

UN BEL DI
2009