Bill Fay - Cosmic Concerto (Life Is People) lyrics

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