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I promise you a miracle
And it will be done
Upon this one last disappearing
Bells toll, new lands

And I look up sometimes
To see this old black Mary
Reach down for me
I need someone for my plaything

So lonesome in my playground
You, baby, go straight to my head
And make it seem like a miracle
And make it something beautiful
Something beautiful
I promise you a miracle   And it will be done   Upon this one last disappearing   Bells toll, new lands      And I look up sometimes   To see this old black Mary   Reach down for me   I need someone for my plaything      So lonesome in my playground   You, baby, go straight to my head   And make it seem like a miracle   And make it something beautiful   Something beautiful