I believe for every drop of rain that falls, 
a flower grows.
I believe that somewhere in the darkest night, 
a candle glows.
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 pray'r 
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