Claire Marie ( 1990 ) Are dreams like bubbles, sailing too close ? touch them and they disappear Are hopes like snowflakes that fall in your hand ? crystals that turn into tears Somewhere the miracle must be concealed hiding till touched by our sighs and somewhere the miracle stirs from her sleep suddenly opens her eyes Claire Marie, you're everything we used to be a poem of innocence in wonder of the world Claire Marie, you're everything we need to see a dream can come true after all.... Where are the shadows that hung in the night ? They're all kissed away by the sun Where does the pain go from all our goodbyes ? healed by a new life begun Somewhere the miracle..... Claire Marie.....

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