Tonight I say a prayer...
For the lovers.
For the survivors.
For the true and pure of heart.
For those who don't know where to start.
For those who think they've lost their way,
And those who know what friends would say.
For those who love and have lost before,
For those who are knocking at love's front door.
For those who know what love truly is,
For those who don't and wish they did.
For those who reach for stars and beyond!
For those I sing this prayer in song.
For those I love and those who love me,
For all of us, who wish to be free.
I claim not to know where the words flow from
Only that they're carried on things yet to come.
Promises made from God's holy hand,
That we shall prosper in this, his land.
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