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The Day You Believe Geneva Keith
You open up your wings of life,
And soar there way on high;
Then shot down, like an eagle there you lay.
My heart does reach down to the ground,
Lost one that I found;
You look at me, your eyes cry my name.
The day you fell down from the sky,
That day, I carried you;
Then my love healed you, and cause I love you, I set you free.
You can take your freedom flight,
Or fly again with me;
I'll be your last love, my lost little dove, the day you believe.
I take you to a place and time,
My spirit carries you;
And my love is, the only love you know.
Soaring high up through the air,
No stormy winds or cares;
I am your first love, your heart from above, your'e my beautiful dove.
Your'e solo flight took wing too soon,
You grew away, so wrong so fast;
Then flew away, and went out on your own, your'e free to go.
Search the heavens high and low,
When you don't find what you're looking for;
Remember, when you fly like an eagle, hard is the fall.
I'm always here to mend your wings,
And guide you through the sky;
Just fly to me, the way you used to do.
Till then I'm with you as you soar,
In spirit, These wings I hold are yours;
Free to fly on with my spirit wings, the day you believe.
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