The Changing Wind

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Love is Gonna Break Through
by Chris Rice
 
Hear a newborn baby cry;
Hear the farmers pray for rain;
One more soldier gives his life;
A homeless man begs for change.
But change won't come easily--
What does this have to do with me?
 
And my heart pounds with the thunder;
And I stop and wonder,
What should we do with life's surprises?
Every day the sun rises on us.
Like a swingset in a graveyard,
Like a bloom in the desert sand--
Look at my trembling hands--
'Cause it hits me like lightning that love must keep fighting
And somehow, every time,
 
Love is gonna break through
Love is gonna break through
Love is gonna break through
Love is gonna break through
 
World inside a clear, blue sky
Teeming with humanity;
Tears and laughter intertwine our
Comedies and Tragedies;
And History is a runaway--
But not so far that Love can't find and save
 
And my heart pounds with the thunder
And I stop and wonder,
What should we do with life's surprises?
Every day the sun rises on us.
Like a swingset in a graveyard,
Like a bloom in the desert sand--
Look at my trembling hands--
'Cause it hits me like lightning that love must keep fighting
And somehow, every time,
 
Love is gonna break through
Love is gonna break through
Love is gonna break through
Love is gonna break through
 
It takes my breath
It's come to this:
We all bleed red;
We can't resist
The changing wind
The roaring tide
Come on, get on the winning side
 
Love is gonna break through
Love is gonna break through
Love is gonna break through
Love is gonna break through
 
And my heart pounds with the thunder
And I stop and wonder,
What should we do with life's surprises?
Every day the sun rises on us.
Like a swingset in a graveyard,
Like a bloom in the desert sand--
Look at my trembling hands--
'Cause it hits me like lightning that love must keep fighting
And somehow, every time,
 
Love is gonna break through