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 Feel the calling of a miracle 
In the presence of the word 
Now we hold the right to rearrange 
How the stories can be heard 
 
In the beginning is the future 
And the future is at hand 
I'll be calling voices of Africa 
Be the rhythm to the plan 
 
From the Congo to Lenasia 
Be the writing on the wall 
I'll be calling the colors of India 
See the Asian life explode 
 
Head into the headlight 
Don't turn from the rain 
There's a fire raging somewhere near 
Like a longtime friend 
Who's seen it darker than ebony 
 
Take off on the turnpike 
(Asking for the first call) 
Give me more of the same 
(Asking for the first song) 
There's a fire burning in my heart again 
 
I'll be calling the dragons of China 
See the dancers of the Nile 
See the wings of change are on display 
This revelation mine 
 
Feel the calling of the miracle 
In the presence of the word 
 
Head into the headlight 
Don't turn from the rain 
There's a fire raging somewhere near 
Like a longtime friend 
Who's seen it darker than ebony 
 
Take off on the turnpike 
(Asking for the first call) 
Give me more of the same 
(Asking for the first song) 
There's a fire burning in my heart again 
 
Feel the calling of the miracle 
This revelation mine 
 
Head into the headlight 
Don't turn from the rain 
There's a fire raging somewhere near 
Like a longtime friend 
Who's seen it darker than ebony 
 
Take off on the turnpike 
(Asking for the first call) 
Give me more of the same 
(Asking for the first song) 
There's a fire burning in my heart again 
 
Feel the calling of a miracle 
In the presence of the word 
Now we hold the right to rearrange 
How the stories can be heard 
 
In the beginning is the future 
  
            
 
HATA BİLDİR
 
 
		
        
        
        
         
         
         
         
        
        
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