Giving Away A Miracle

A ring

And a six string;

Her world

In a bag.

She sits at my door.

Angel of mercy,

Tired and frail;

She's been strumming

The same old chord.

She says:

Let me grant you,

Let me grant you

One wish.

Look inside my bag,

Honey,

Take your pick.

Search your conscience,

Then choose your cause,

And the miracle

Will be yours.

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'Cause I'm giving away a miracle.

Giving away freedom and hope.

Giving away a miracle,

And the miracle will be yours.

She will give you the brass ring;

The world if she can;

Every miracle

That she owns.

Her faith is a virtue.

Her grace - divine.

She's an angel in tattered clothes,

And she says:

Let me grant you,

Let me grant you

One wish.

Look inside my bag,

Honey,

Take your pick.

Search your conscience,

Then just choose your cause,

And the miracle

Will be yours.

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A ring

And a six string;

Her world in a bag.

She sits at my door;

Angel of mercy;

Tired and frail.

She'll be strumming

The same old chord.

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