Ain't no mountain high enough, ain't no river wide enough...
Sometimes there are spaces that open to the sunlit rays
Every light that passes a shadow begins and plays a little game
With each imagination like the one that shines through rain
And Every mountain top that reach the skies
Believe that it can shade, the glare that's upon its naked frame
Somewhere she stands, a wee bit girl
With dreams beyond her reach
And with every moment passing. she seems to breathe afresh
Of the moment when skies take a blue hue to the orange flame
And against all odds, she just remains alight with grace
Dancing in the rain, somewhere where paradise reigns
By the majestic mountain side or a valley deep within
The glorious sunset and the blazing sunrise surprise
On days the world seem cloudy and brightens each new bloom...
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