When you’re tossed and turned by the tide
When the road goes beyond your eyes
When all the walls won’t fall
But you march for one more day
When there’s miles of mouths left to feed
When a doubt becomes a disease
When fear’s in your heart
A step in the dark could light the way
Mountains will move
When your logic rips at the seams
Miracles aren’t merely a dream
When you walk on water
When you build an ark before the rain
Such a small seed
Such a small one is all I need
It’s all I want