Every morning I wake
I turn to you
Are you here?
Can you hear me?
And the days you answer
When I hear your voice
As clear as the bright blue sky
Are the days that sustain me
On this winding journey ahead
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Every morning I wake
I turn to you
Are you here?
Can you hear me?
And the days you answer
When I hear your voice
As clear as the bright blue sky
Are the days that sustain me
On this winding journey ahead
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