| I don’t want to miss the magic of the little things
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| I don’t want to miss the moment or the in-betweens
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| Anywhere’s a sanctuary when it’s you and me
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| Just you and me
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| When the choir’s gone home and I’m all alone
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| I’ll keep singing, singing, singing
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| I will praise you
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| I won’t wait till Sunday morning to thank you
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| For the ordinary things and the ways you
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| Show up every single day
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| You’re so faithful I’m grateful
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| Won’t wait till Sunday morning I’ll praise you
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| I don’t need another reason, I’ve seen enough
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| The beauty in the changing seasons or the rising sun
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| I don’t need another blessing to believe your love
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| I believe your love
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| When the choir’s gone home and I’m all alone
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| I’ll keep singing, singing, singing
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| When I’m running late nothing goes my way
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| I keep singing, singing, singing
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| I will praise you
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| I won’t wait till Sunday morning to thank you
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| For the ordinary things and the ways you
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| Show up every single day
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| You’re so faithful I’m grateful
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| Won’t wait till Sunday morning I’ll praise you
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| I’ll praise you
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| Yeah I’ll praise you
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| I won’t wait till Sunday morning to thank you
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| For the ordinary things and the ways you
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| Show up every single day
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| You’re so faithful I’m grateful
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| Won’t wait till Sunday morning I’ll praise you
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| I won’t wait till Sunday morning to thank you
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| For the ordinary things and the ways you
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| Show up every single day
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| You’re so faithful I’m grateful
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| Won’t wait till Sunday morning I’ll praise you
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| I’ll praise you… |