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Written by Dan Peek, ©1974
Found on Holiday.
Bells ring in in my ear
Voices I hear
Whispering daily to me
Love in your fire
High on a wire
When I know you're near me
God, I'm glad to see you
I thought you'd left me far away
I wouldn't give much to be you
But I want you to know I feel this way
All over the world
Flags are being unfurled
Waving before the dawning
I'm watching the show
The last one to know
Which way that things are going
God, I'm glad to know you
I thought you'd left me far away
I wouldn't give much to be you
But I want you to know I feel this way
Cars fighting their way
Out of L.A.
On a Sunday morning
I'm watching the show
The last one to know
Which way that things are going
God, I'm glad to see you
I thought you'd left me far away
I wouldn't give much to be you
But I want you to know I feel this way
God, I'm glad to know you