Oh, the Magi were the prophets
and they wandered through
They saw the star above them
and they knew they'd find their way
through the valley of the shadow
with a hope of human kindness.
they were strengthened by the vision
of a new and brighter day.
And the wise men spoke of peace on earth,
Oh, and now a cycle's gone
and a new one is revealed.
In the weaving of your fingers
In the whisper of a love that's born again
In the weaving of your fingers
In a promise that we made
Well, now each man is a pil grim,
yes, we all must make the journey.
And it seems the time is telling us
To help lift up the fallen,
we must sow the seeds of goodness.
The torch is passed among us now
For the heart of man's palates
And his dreams are as the sunlight
They burn away the darkness
As they warm the freezing cold
As an eagle flying higher
As a river through the canyon
The diamond star shines down
upon the pathway to the sun
Oh, you know a cycle's gone
and a new one is revealed.
In the weaving of your fingers,
in the whisper of a love that's born again.
In the weaving of your fingers,
in a promise that is made
And the wise men spoke of peace on earth,
And now the cycle's gone,
and a new one is revealed.
In the weaving of your fingers,
whisper of a love that's born again.
In the weaving of your fingers
In a promise that we made that never ends
In a promise that we made that never ends
In a promise that we made
