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Papa, can you hear me? / Barbara Streisand

God - our heavenly Father.
Oh, God - and my father
Who is also in heaven.
May the light
Of this flickering candle
Illuminate the night the way
Your spirit illuminates my soul.

Papa, can you hear me?
Papa, can you see me?
Papa, can you find me in the night?

Papa, are you near me?
Papa, can you hear me?
Papa, can you help me not be frightened?

Looking at the skies
I seem to see a million eyes
Which ones are yours?
Where are you now that yesterday
Has waved goodbye
And closed its doors?
The night is so much darker.
The wind is so much colder

The world I see is so much bigger now that I'm alone.

Papa, please forgive me.
Try to understand me.
Papa, don't you know I had no choice?

Can you hear me praying,
Anything I'm saying,
Even though the night is filled with voices?

I remember ev'rything you taught me
Ev'ry book I've ever read.
Can all the words in all the books
Help me to face what lies ahead?
The trees are so much taller
And I feel so much smaller.
The moon is twice as lonely
And the stars are half as bright.

Papa, how I love you.
Papa, how I need you.
Papa, how I miss you
Kissing me goodnight.

  
A Piece of Sky / Barbara Streisand

Tell me where 
Where is it written 
What is it I meant to be? 
That I can't dare... 
It all began the day I found.. 
That from my window I could only see 
A piece of sky. 
I stepped outside and looked around. 
I never dreamed it was so wide 
Or even half as high. 
The time had come 
(Papa, can you hear me?) 
To try my wings 
(Papa, are you near me?) 
And even thought it seemed at any moment I could fall, 
I felt the most, 
(Papa, can you see me?) 
Amazing things, 
(Can you understand me?) 
The things you can't imagine 
if you've never flown at all. 
Though it's safer to stay on the ground, 
Sometimes where danger lies 
There the sweetest of pleasures are found. 
No matter where I go, 
There'll be memories that tug at my sleeve, 
But there will also be 
More to question, yet more to believe.. 
Oh tell me where? 
Where is the someone who will turn and look at me? 
And want to share 
My ev'ry sweet-imagined possibility? 
The more I live - the more I learn. 
The more I learn - the more I realize 
The less I know. 
Each step I take - 
(Papa, I've a voice now!)Each page I turn - 
(Papa, I've a choice now!)Each mile I travel only means 
The more I have to go. 
What's wrong with wanting more? 
If you can fly - then soar! 
With all there is - why settle for 
just a piece of sky? 
Papa, I can hear you... 
Papa, I can see you... 
Papa, I can feel you... 
Papa, watch me fly!