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It feels so good to breathe the air
Another spin around the sun
On this spec of life in the universe
The gift of love is there for everyone
Angels working overtime
Day or night to hold the hands that play all alone
A baby’s born pure to the world as the old man lays down his hand
And closes his eyes with nothing said
Every year another promise is made
A pint of beer raised towards a better day
Lets find a star a star to call our own
And make the wish maybe we can’t make it home
Ain’t it good to be alive
To feel the sun strong against your face
Strawberry blond waves of silky hair
Spills over me like the milky way
Ain’t it good to be alive
Ain’t it good to be alive
Alive alive
Alive alive
Ain’t it good to breathe the air
Another spin around the sun
On this spec of light in the universe
A little peace of love in everyone
Ain’t it good to be alive
Ain’t it good to be alive
To feel the sun strong against your face
Spills over me like the milky way
Alive alive alive alive alive
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