Michael Logen - Supposed to Be Beautiful Lyrics
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Supposed to Be Beautiful
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What Are The Lyrics For Supposed to Be Beautiful By Michael Logen?
Doesn't anybody notice, does anybody know this
Quiet sadness we all feel, the spinning of the wheel There's an aching for the innocence lost before the oceans Found their way into the valleys and the canyons We were hoping to be whole by now, Hoping to bring healing down Around us in our violence, Laughter for our silence, Yes, but underneath the comfort of our dinner conversations, There's a fumbling of the moments, Cause we know that we are fading But we were supposed to be beautiful, you and I We were supposed to be beautiful, and though we try We are not so beautiful, you and I Just another grey-sky morning, Cast aside the scorning Of the second-hand clock ticking, Quickening the moments And every day bleeds into yesterday and into tomorrow Until we find our way back down under this earth we only borrow But we were supposed to be beautiful, you and I We were supposed to be beautiful, and though we try We are not so beautiful, you and I But when I hold a newborn child, and walk across the mountains wild I believe in God in Heaven and I believe in His redemption And when I walk down by the ocean and I'm lost in my emotion I believe, I believe That we were supposed to be, beautiful, hmm |
Who Wrote Supposed to Be Beautiful By Michael Logen?
Michael Logen
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What's The Duration Of The Supposed to Be Beautiful By Michael Logen?The duration of Supposed to Be Beautiful is 3:27 minutes and seconds. |
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