A Baby’s Born

James Ingram, Always You ’93

Life is but a grain of sand, washed away
Beneath the morning tide
Precious hours grow too few
Somehow you must try to justify
The aging of your mind and yet a baby’s born

Newborn baby, don’t you cry no more
Shed no tears for a passing soul

“The mind is everything. What you think you become”

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