Imagine someone to love who loves you.
Imagine to look in her eyes and see.
Imagine how miraculous it seems to be,
but it´s not so very rare.
You can find it anywhere.
It´s an ordinary miracle.
The kind you find around you every single day
or maybe it´s just seasonal like spring and May.
They´re so many.
The ordinary miracle.
A common kind of miracle that runs right by
or maybe it´s too gradual to catch your eye
so you miss it.
A sudden bolt of distant lightning.
Cathedrals rising out of stone.
A baby starts to walk and talk one day
then, shockingly, he´s grown
and in love.
That volcano of emotions
not ten thousand gypsy-potions
can undo.
Yes, it´s love
Well, of course my view is slanted,
but people do take love for granted.
Sad, but true.
Of all the many miracles.
Mysterious and marvelous and big and small.
When people fall in love it really beats them all.
Oh, to see it,
to feel it,
to know it
Imagine someone to love who loves you.
Imagine to look in her eyes and see.
Imagine how extraordinary it would be
if an ordinary miracle
happened to me
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