There are miracles before our very eyes
In reality's disguise, our shadow below us
And the stars up above
It's a miracle, my love, miracle, my love

There are miracles appearing in broad daylight
To a cynical world so blind with both of us knowing
There's so much to dream of
It's a miracle, my love, miracle, my love

How just a song appears in the night
And what was wrong seems to be right
There seems to be life
And all that was heavy seems to be light

It's a miracle
Here in this hand I hold
Here in this band of gold
How even the silence seems to say more than enough
It's a miracle, my love, miracle, my love

It's a miracle, my love, miracle, my love

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Writer(s): Ron Sexsmith