Let it snow

Let it come down

Let it filter through the sky

To the Gulf of Mexico



Let us sleep

Let us dream

Let us believe there is salvation

at the bottom of the bottle into which I peek�



Do you believe, there are no miracles

Do you believe...

We will not drown

in the bottom of a bottle

Searching for a genie that can't be found



So we climb, climb up a rainbow

Swirling in the colors of her Majesty's best display

of things we'll never know



Yet I believed, 

that if I climbed it up so high

until I could not breathe



There would be some miracle

There would come a miracle

There would be some miracle

There would come a miracle



Some parts of life come true

Whether we believe

or whether not we want them to



Some of us we die

as we try to fight the sea

and hold back the tide



Praying for some miracle

Waiting for a miracle

Holding on for some miracle

Praying for a miracle



So we wait

We watch the sky

We find painted in the clouds

The understanding that the miracle

was you and I

It was always you and I

The miracle

was you and I