Is there nothing new underneath the sun?

Some unfound way to tell of all You've done

I sit around and round in circles

All that I find is one thing true


I'm trying to resist saying things You've heard

I'm trying to invent a new way with words

All that I find in my frustration

Is that it does not change the way I feel 'cos


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There are no words that I could say

There is no music I could play

There is no song I could sing

To tell of all the love You bring


Are all my sleepless nights just a waste of time?

Will my words mean anything if I can't make them rhyme?

You're waiting for me to break the silence

You're listening even though you already know that there...


(Chorus)


There's nothing new

Underneath the sun

And I'm lost for words anyway

You're a symphony

Washing over me

Washing over me

I'm lost for words