Hidden beneathe the ground
Is the spring that feeds the creek
Invisible as the wind
That you feel upon your cheek
*courtesy of LirikLaguIndonesia.net
And every breeze that wispers
Reminds us constantly
Sometimes wahats real
Is something you can’t see
Believe in all that can be
A maricle starts when ever you dream
Believe and sing from your heart
You’ll see
Your song will hold the key
Monday, July 19, 2010
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