Song Part 87
On a Sunday evening I'mlooking back over all the yearsand where I've beenLooking at old photographsI'm rememberingyou were right thereand you have been ever since
With every page that turnsI see your faithfulness
Oh the mountain where I climbedThe valley where I fellYou were there all alongThat's the story I'll tellYou brought the pieces togetherMade me this storytellerNow I know it is well, it is wellThat's the story I'll tell
There were some nights that felt likeThey would last foreverBut you kept me breathingYou were with me right thenAnd all that you have done for meI could never hold it inSo here's to me telling this storyOver and over again
Oh the mountain where I climbedThe valley where I fellYou were there all alongThat's the story I'll tellYou brought the pieces togetherMade me this storytellerNow I know it is well, it is wellThat's the story I'll tell
You hold the brokenYou hear my every cry, every cryMy eyes are openI know that it is well, it is well
Ooh the mountain where I climbedThe valley where I fellYou were there all alongThat's the story I'll tellYou brought the pieces togetherMade me this storytellerNow I know it is well, it is wellThat's the story I'll tellThat's the story I'll tellFor years and years and years I'll tellThat's the story I'll tell
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