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| Writing My Song I cannot claim to write the songs That the whole world sings. I cannot claim the credit For the happiness they bring. I can only write the songs Sung by my heart inside Only tell about the tears That from my heart I've cried. I can only write the songs Of joys that I have known Or sing of the loving kindness That in my life I have been shown. I can only sing the songs Of the hurts that I have faced And sing of the loved ones That I have embraced. I can only write and sing Songs that apply to me But it seems that others round about Sing the same melody. So if when you hear me singing And your heart writes that same song Feel free to join in my chorus Left your voice and sing along! -Thena Smith 2/1/02 |