Let it snow Let it come down Let it filter through the sky To the Gulf of Mexico Let us sleep Let us dream Let us believe there is salvation At the bottom of the bottle into which I peek Do you believe, there are no miracles Do you believe... We will not drown In the bottom of a bottle Searching for a genie that can't be found So we climb, climb up a rainbow Swirling in the colors of her Majesty's best display Of things we'll never know Yet I believed, That if I climbed it up so high Until I could not breathe There would be some miracle There would come a miracle There would be some miracle There would come a miracle Some parts of life come true Whether we believe Or whether not we want them to Some of us we die As we try to fight the sea And hold back the tide Praying for some miracle Waiting for a miracle Holding on for some miracle Praying for a miracle So we wait We watch the sky We find painted in the clouds The understanding that the miracle Was you and I It was always you and I The miracle Was you and I.