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There was a child named Bernadette |
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I heard the story long ago |
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She saw the Queen of Heaven once |
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And kept the vision in her soul |
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No one believed what she had seen |
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No one believed what she heard |
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But there were sorrows to be healed |
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And mercy, mercy in this world |
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So many hearts I find broken like yours and mine |
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Torn by what we've done and can't undo |
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I just want to hold you, won't you let me hold you? |
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Like Bernadette would do |
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We've been around we fall, we fly |
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We mostly fall, we mostly run |
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And every now and then, we try |
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To mend the damage that we've done |
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Tonight, tonight I cannot rest |
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I've got this joy inside my breast |
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To think that I did not forget |
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That child, that song of Bernadette |
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So many hearts I find broken like yours and mine |
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Torn by what we've done and can't undo |
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I just wanna hold you, come on let me hold you? |
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Like Bernadette would do |
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I just wanna hold you, won't you let me hold you? |
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Like Bernadette would do |
