Little Miracles (The Songs Rained Down) Songtext
von Quarterflash

While mom played on our old piano
I layed at her feet
And I pressed my ear to the floor to hear
The sound against my cheek
And the songs rained down
Like miracles little miracles
And the songs rained down
Like miracles little miracles
Though dad played down the end of our world
The truth cut like a knife
So I went to my room to write that tune
And stayed there all my life
And the songs rained down
Like miracles little miracles
And the songs rained down
Like miracles little miracles


While mom played on our old piano
I layed at her feet
And I pressed my ear to the floor to hear
The sound against my cheek
And the songs rained down
Like miracles little miracles
And the songs rained down
Like miracles little miracles

Now I still try to turn these waters
Somehow into wine
And I press my heels to the ground to feel
A chill run up my spine
And the songs rained down
Like miracles little miracles
And the songs rained down
Like miracles little miracles
And the songs rained down
Like miracles little miracles miracles
And the songs rained down
Like miracles little miracles miracles