I believe for every drop of rain that falls, a flower grows. I believe that somewhere in the darkest night, a candle blows. I believe for everyone who goes astray, someone will come to show the way. I believe, I believe, I believe above the storm the smallest threat will still be heard. I believe that someone in the great somewhere hears every word. Every time I hear a newborn baby cry, or touch a leaf, or see the sky, then I know why I believe. Every time I hear a newborn baby cry, or touch a leaf, or see the sky, then I know why I believe, believe.
