| At six weeks you learned to smile
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| At three months you learned to laugh
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| At six months you cut a tooth
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| and at ten months you took a step
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| At two years you made a best friend
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| at three years you rode a bike
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| at four years you learned to skate
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| and at five years you learned to write
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| Just ordinary miracles
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| Ordinary miracles
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| but all the same they’re miracles to me
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| the days that I’ll remember well
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| have a simple kind of wonderful
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| of ordinary miracles
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| Your silky head beneath my chin
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| for bedtime books and lullabies
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| your angel kiss upon my cheek
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| your teddy bear clutched to your side
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| How soon the bike wheels turn to car wheels
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| the lullabies to rock and roll
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| The teddy bears to pretty girls
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| and instead of you these thoughts I’ll hold
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| Just ordinary miracles
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| Ordinary miracles
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| but all the same they’re miracles to me
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| the days that Ill remember well
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| have a simple kind of wonderful
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| of ordinary miracles
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| BRIDGE
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| and I know the day will come
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| that you’ll spread your wing and fly
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| but I’ll treasure these moments all my life
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| A gentle kind of wonderful
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| the sweetest days are always full
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| of ordinary miracles
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| each time I hold you near
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| it’s an ordinary miracle |