Give to the ears
of he who will listen
a rhythm
that beats with My heart.

Give to the eyes
of he who will see
a vision
that expresses My love.

Give to the mind
of he who will think
wisdom
to know I am just.

Give to the tongue
of he who will speak
words
to declare what I've done.

Give to the hands
of he who will work
strength
to build My home.

Give to the feet
of he who will stand
courage
to stand alone.

Give to the arms
of those who will comfort
compassion
to show towards all.

Give to the spirit
of all the believers
faith
to keep them strong.

Doubt not, I am coming;
I am coming soon.
Believe,
and prepare the way,

For there is great reward
for those who'll
listen
and obey.

If I had a spare heart
that would beat just the same,
If I had a spare heart
to replace one in pain,
If I had a spare heart
to make everything okay,
If I had a spare heart,
I could love you.

If I had a spare heart
after you'd destroyed mine,
If I had a spare heart,
I could place it inside.
If I had a spare heart
that could erase the pain,
If I had a spare heart,
I could love you.

But the one heart I have
is too fragile to break,
and, with none to replace it,
I won't make that mistake.
If I had a spare heart,
then I'd have one to lose,
But I don't,
so I cannot love you.

Oh, the things one will do
for the love of another,
Be they a friend,
or be they a lover.

For the former,
they bend, and they stretch, and cram,
Providing camaradarie
as no other can.

For the latter,
they smile, and stutter, and stare,
But once they're united,
such passion they share.

Which love proves truest?
time only knows,
For one love shall perish,
but the other shall grow.

There is no time like the present;
     with each second comes a new song-
     every minute brings a new dream.

There is no time like the present;
     every instant plays a crucial part
     within the Grand Scheme.

There is no time like the present,
     for with every second, every minute, every instant-
     with every passing moment, it is gone.

I lie awake, for the millionth night,
Unable to sleep, with you in mind
And I wonder,
     Have you felt this way before?

The moments drag on, when you're not here,
The thought of you- so dear
And I wonder,
      Have you felt this way before?

My love for you is yet undying,
Behind the mask, my heart is crying
Wondering,
      Have you felt this way before?

The once lively day turned utterly silent.
As clouds crept in, the earth kept quiet.

For a brief moment, movement ceased;
It seemed as life did not exist.

Then, with a distant, rumbling sound,
Water, softly, dropped to the ground,

And the soft pitter-patter of the falling rain
Painted the asphalt black again.

Thus, spring had finally gone,
And the summertime was, once again, reborn.