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He can turn the tides and calm the ang-ry sea He alone decides who writes a sym-pho-ny He lights every star that makes the dark-ness bright He keeps watch all through each long and lone-ly night He still finds the time to hear a child's first prayer Saint or sinner calls and always finds him there Though it makes him sad to see the way we live He'll always say I for-give He can grant a wish or make a dream come true He can paint the clouds and turn the gray to blue He alone knows where to find the rainbow's end He alone can see what lies beyond the bend He can touch a tree and turn the leaves to gold He knows every lie that you and I have told Though it makes him sad to see the way we live He'll always say I for-give