Hallelujah.
Cradling each note is an emotion. Raw and tender, it yearns for a gentle touch, a soft whisper, a smile to set things right. Enjoy the moment.
Well, I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
Well it goes like this
The fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
And the baffled king composing Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Maybe I've been here before
And I've seen this room, I've walked this floor
You know I used to live alone before I knew you
I've seen your flag on the marble arch
Love is not a victory march
It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
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