dropped a coin in a wishing well I turned the wild jack over Listened to the devil tell Cross my heart I hope to live
Still the light will pierce the dark Still the dark will steal the light And everything will be all right Though change won't be denied All these ways god loves me so In languages I've come to know Bended trees with melting snow
Now I lay me down to sleep, The troubles of this world release And the promise of tomorrow keeps
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