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The Sun
On the water the sun glistens
A sparkle and shine it makes
To me it seems almost alive
My heart it touches
A loon cry I hear
In the night all alone
Haunts me her song
My heart it touches
In a bed of sand I see a rose growing
To survive it is struggling
For me to help it, it seems
My heart it touches
A new born baby I hold in my arms
To a strange new world it's eyes open
For it's mother it is crying
My heart is touched
My heart is touched by all these things
None near as much
As I see your smile
