| I can see tears filling your eyes
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| And I know where they’re coming from
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| They’re coming from a heart that’s broken in two
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| By what you don’t see
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| The person in the mirror
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| Doesn’t look like the magazine
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| Oh, but when I look at you it’s clear to me that…
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| I can see the fingerprints of God
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| When I look at you
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| I can see the fingerprints of God
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| And I know it’s true
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| You’re a masterpiece
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| That all creation quietly applauds
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| And you’re covered with the fingerprints of God
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| Never has there been and never again
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| Will there be another you
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| Fashioned by God’s hand
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| And perfectly planned
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| To be just who you are
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| And what He’s been creating
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| Since the first beat of your heart
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| Is a living breathing priceless work of art…
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| I can see the fingerprints of God
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| When I look at you
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| I can see the fingerprints of God
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| And I know it’s true
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| You’re a masterpiece
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| That all creation quietly applauds
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| And you’re covered with the fingerprints of God
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| Just look at you
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| You’re a wonder in the making
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| Oh, and God’s not through, no
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| In fact, He’s just getting started…
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| I can see the fingerprints of God
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| When I look at you
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| I can see the fingerprints of God
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| And I know it’s true
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| You’re a masterpiece
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| That all creation quietly applauds
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| And you’re covered with the fingerprints of God |