M. Carey & W. Houston

Many nights we pray
With no proof anyone could hear

In our hearts a hopeful song
We barely understood

Now we are not afraid
Although we know there's much to fear
We were moving mountains long

Before we knew we could
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When you believe
Though hope is frail
It's hard to kill
Who knows what miracles
You can achieve
When you believe
Somehow you will
You will when you believe

In this time of fear
When prayer so often proves in vain
Hope seems like the summer birds
Too swiftly flown away
And now I am standing here
My heart's so full I can't explain

Seeking faith and speaking words
I never thought I'd say
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They don't always happen when you ask

And it's easy to give in to your fear
But when you're blinded by your pain
Can't see your way clear through the rain
small but still resilient voice
Says love is very near
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