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Songtexte: Amy Grant. It's Not a Song.

Day turns to night, and I turn into bed
Can't get to sleep; somethings in my head
Pacing the floor, I try to force a rhyme
Why do I fear this time?

It's not a song till it touches your heart
It's not a song till it tears you apart
After what's left of what's right and what's wrong
Till it gets through to you, it's not a song

Now close your eyes, look into your hand
What do you see?
Life is our song, to give and learn to take
Time will not wait

Oh, won't you please come dance
While the song's still playing
Won't be long till the silence falls

It's not a song till it touches your heart
It's not a song till it tears you apart
After what's left of what's right and what's wrong
Till it gets through to you, it's not a song
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