The Mysteries of Life Abound
the mysteries of life abound
the world is a mystery
we know some things mostly we don't
but feeling is our forte
it's about the ones that we love
or innocents needing help
a kind word and a gentle touch
with a sweet smile for payment
it is the gold we're looking for
the ideas' been around
to care about more than money
to show love has the power
then when people walk by your place
they'll whisper there's magic there
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