Bill Fay - Cosmic Concerto (Life Is People) lyrics

rate me

There are miracles,

In the strangest of places

There are miracles,

Everywhere you go

I see fathers,

Hold a little child's hand

I see mothers,

Holding a little child's hand

I see trees, trees,

Blowing in the wind

I see seeds,

Being sown by the wind

It's a cosmic concerto, and it stirs my soul

I see grandmas,

Blowing kisses into a pram

I see grandpas,

Scratching their head in amazement

It's a cosmic concerto, and it stirs my soul

It's a cosmic concerto, and it stirs my soul

Like my old dad said,

Life is people, life is people

In the space of a human face,

There's infinite variation

It's a cosmic concerto, and it stirs my soul

It's a cosmic concerto, and it stirs my soul

Like my old dad said,

Life is people, life is people

In the space of a human face,

There's infinite variation

Life is people, life is people, life is people

Life is people, life is people, life is people

Life is people