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Grown ups are looking for miracles to see Just look down ,the miracle is me Nobody has my fingers or toes nobody has my eyes or my nose sweet Jesus made them, just for me I can see the blue of the sky. For sweet Jesus gave me my eyes I can smell the scent of a rose For sweet Jesus gave me my nose I am so happy to be me I can talk and blow you a kiss For sweet Jesus gave me my lips My own mothers voice I can hear For sweet Jesus gave me my ears I am so happy to be me I am a miracle can't you all see For there is no one exactly like me I am so happy to be me
Words and music by Helen Kramer Arrangement by Jim Hutton |
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