Album: Perfect Angel
(M. Riperton, R. Rudolph)
The reasons for my life are in a million faces;
Like aching promises, I feel them in my bones,
Slipping through my fingers to dance upon the road;
The reasons for my life are more than I can hold....
But oh, the sweet delight to sing with all my might;
To spark the inner light of wonder burning bright;
You're not alone... you're not alone...
The reasons for my life are buried in deep places;
Words once could awaken them, these seeds that I have sown;
Ringing through the madness to crash against the cold;
The reasons for my life cannot be bought or sold...
But oh, the sweet delight to sing with all my might;
To spark the inner light of wonder burning bright;
You're not alone... you're not alone...
The reasons for my life are filling all my spaces;
Like rushing waters flow, they carry me along;
Twisting through my memory to pull free from the load;
The reasons for my life are more than I was told...
But oh, the sweet delight to sing with all my might;
To spark the inner light of wonder burning bright;
You're not alone... you're not alone...