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Hollyn

Blooming

 

Blooming

(album: My Little Dove - 2023)


Could it be?
Are you sure it's me?
What if I can't hold
This kind of gold?

Oh, I'm sure
Nothing's more pure
Than a heart that's been tried
You've got a fire inside

Oh and hope can come back in
Let your hands fall out of a fist

Maybe it's time
To open my eyes
And realize the night
Is fading to light
Maybe it's time

Oh my part was getting hard to handle
When for everybody
I would hold a candle
Comparison has been cold
So I'm shedding this mold
I sense walls are folding for

Hope to come back in
Let your hands fall out of a fist

Maybe it's time
To open my eyes
And realize the night
Is fading to light
Maybe it's time

I'm running out of a haze
Towards what is clear
I'm running wings of the dawn
Have brought me here
I'm falling back in love all over again
Finally blooming in my own skin

I'm running out of a haze
Towards what is clear
I'm running wings of the dawn
Have brought me here
I'm falling back in love all over again
Finally blooming in my own skin

I'm running out of a haze
Towards what is clear
I'm running wings of the dawn
Have brought me here
I'm falling back in love all over again
Finally blooming in my own skin

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