Saviour's Belief
Snowflakes hit our head so fast...
The snow covers green grass
softly falling in the quiet eve...
in the land of make believe.
Upward stars thirsts for your eyes
to drink in the white light once more
the light that glistens from far above
that tells the world of the Savior's Love.
Saviours belief...
Saviours belief.
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