But where was it when I first heard the sound of humility? It came to my ears In the goddamn Loveliest Melody. How grateful I was then To be part of the mystery, To love and To be loved. Let's just hope That is enough.
Some people stay far away from the door If there's a chance of it opening up They hear a voice in the hall outside And hope that it just passes by Some people live with the fear of a touch
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