Lyrics Kool & The Gang

Kool & The Gang

Miracles

Gideon and his baby brother

Caught up in some wild course fire

Tossed a peaceful cradle

September war had come to call

And Gideon carried his baby brother

Checked a thousand miles or more

Faced the hungry lions, angry guns were crying

Handful of containment gone

And I believe, I believe

I believe in miracles

Believers don't ask why

Child is made from miracles

And there's a reason why

I believe

Three thousand little boys were [?]

A miracle that they survived

Ancestors, they kept them, mother don't forget the

Weak that had to march or die

Today the weary cry for mercy

Tomorrow's wars already come

The healing of the lands held in tiny hands

And comes the earth with each new child

And I believe, I believe

I believe in miracles

Believers don't ask why

Child is made from miracles

And there's a reason why

Now miracles, they live among us

We see their faces everyday

When brothers smile from pain, mothers tears refrain

The miracle of hope survives

And I believe, I believe

I believe in miracles

Believers don't ask why

Child is made from miracles

And there's a reason why

I believe in miracles

Believers don't ask why

Child is made from miracles

And there's a reason why

You believe in miracle, miracle