Guns that cross the street You never know who you might meet Who's in disguise Ooh as you blow a storm There's no one there to keep you warm It's no surprise There's something in my eyes
It's a miracle It's a miracle It's a miracle It's a miracle It's a miracle And dreams are made of emotion
Dance with the counterfeit The plastic smiles and micro heat I'll meet you there Run to the edge of town Where Hollywood lay its footprints down Monroe was there But do you really care
Cry it's a miracle Cry it's a miracle Cry it's a miracle Cry it's a miracle
