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Alive
by Edwin

It feels so good to breathe the air
Another spin around the sun 
On this spec of life in the universe
the gift of love is there for everyone 
Angels working overtime
day or night to hold the hands that play all alone 
a baby's born pure to the world 
as the old man lays down his hand 
and closes his eyes with nothing said 
every year another promise is made 
a pint of beer raised towards a better day 
lets find a star, a star to call our own 
and make the wish maybe we can't make it home 
Ain't it good to be alive 
to feel the sun strong against your face
strawberry blond waves of silky hair 
spills over me like the milky way 
Ain't it good to be alive 
Ain't it good to be 
alive alive alive alive alive 

Ain't it good to breathe the air another spin around the sun 
on this spec of light in the universe a little peace of love in everyone 
Ain't it good to be alive Ain't it good to be alive 
to feel the sun strong against your face spills over me like the milky way 
aint it good to be alive, aint it good to be alive...
ALIVE, ALIVE, ALIVE, ALIVE

Aint it good to breate the air
another around the sun
on this speck of light in the universe
a little peace of life in everyone

Aint it good to be alive, aint it good to be alive, to feel the sun strong against your face, 
spills over me like the Milky Way.
ALIVE, ALIVE, ALIVE, ALIVE,

aint it good to be alive......
aint it good to be alive......
aint it good to be alive......
aint it good to be alive......
aint it good to be alive......