Harry Connick, Jr.
All These Miracles
Sometimes I see
A hummingbird
Or a rainbow paint the sky
Or I hear a baby cry
Miracles
They're all miracles
So quietly
Your voice is heard
Like a gentle lullaby
And I know exactly why
A miracle
It's a miracle
Sometimes the little things
Are so hard to see
And good things hard to do
But I know in this great big world
That you still see me
Please bring me closer to you
But, thankfully
There is a word
When reason won't apply
All the things that mystify
Miracles
They're called miracles
Sometimes the little things
Arе so hard to see
And good things hard to do
But I know in this great big world
That you still see me
Pleasе bring me closer to you
When I'm at sea
When I'm deterred
In my heart I know that I
Will be with you by and by, lord
Help me to love
And be aware
That miracles come
Through faith and prayer
I won't take you for granted
All these miracles
All these miracles
Wondrous miracles
And they are everywhere