lookingforward
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Hold on
Turn around
Take a look at what we've found
I've had a hard time believing
That everything happens for a reason
But I see it
I see it now
I don't know where I'm going
Mother! Does the dark go with the lights? Can I mix the black and the whites? Do I use tide or gain? Does it matter ... I mean does it not clean my clothes the same?
Trees, the wind blows through them;
and all I hear is applause.
"What do you hear?" she asks,
"do you hear the laughter, and the happiness I do?
Do you hear the children playing?
I had a love
That did not love
Me as I am
Or as I was
My love had loved another love
So here today I stand
