The Corrs - No Frontiers
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If life is a river
And your heart is a boat
And just like a water baby
Baby you were born to float
And if life is a wild wind
That blows way on high
And your heart is Amelia Dying to fly Heaven knows no frontiers
And I've seen heaven in your eyes
And if life is a bar room In which we must wait R
ound the man with his fingers
On the ivory gate
Where we sing until dawn of our fears and our fates
And we stack all the dead men
In self addressed crates
In your eyes faint as the singing of a lark
That somehow this black night
Feels warmer for the spark
Warmer for the spark
To hold us 'till the day
When fear will lose it's grip
And heaven has it's way
Heaven knows no frontiers
And I've seen heaven in your eyes
If your life is a rough bed of brambles and nails
And your spirit's a slave
To man's whips and man's jails
Where you thirst and you hunger for justice and right
And your heart is a pure flame of man's constant nights
In your eyes faint as the singing of a lark
That somehow this black night
Feels warmer for the spark
Warmer for the spark
To hold us 'till the day
When fear will lose it's grip
And heaven has it's way
And heaven has it's way
When all will harmonise
And know you what's in our hearts
The dream will realise Heaven knows no frontiers
And I've seen heaven in your eyes
Heaven knows no frontiers
And I've seen heaven in your eyes
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| 'Pedida por: Tatiana Oliveira |
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