My Gift To You
I can't change the world, by the waving of my arm
No I can't make the mountains touch the sky
But I can make the world a better place to live
By loving that bit of innocence in you Somehow when we're together, it just comes shining through
Just don't seem to matter where you've been
I can't make the rivers, flow into the sea
No I can't make the days go rushing by But I can make the world a better place to live
By loving that bit of innocence in you
Somehow when we're together, it just comes shining through
Doesn't seem to matter where you've been
poem by Lillian Heigle Ridlen
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