Cosmic Concerto (Life Is People)

There are miracles,

In the strangest of places

There are miracles,

Everywhere you go

I see fathers,

Hold a little childs hand

I see mothers,

Holding a little childs hand

I see trees, trees,

Blowing in the wind

I see seeds,

Being sown by the wind

Its a cosmic concerto, and it stirs my soul

I see grandmas,

Blowing kisses into a pram

I see grandpas,

Scratching their head in amazement

Its a cosmic concerto, and it stirs my soul

Its 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,

Theres infinite variation

Its a cosmic concerto, and it stirs my soul

Its 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,

Theres infinite variation

Life is people, life is people , life is people

Life is people, life is people, life is people

Life is people

Life is people, life is people, life, life is people

Life is people, life is people