In the dark side of my mind Questions are like dust in the windy place Whenever I think they've all settled down Another breeze kicks up and blows them back in my face And sometimes I question the reasons What if my faith is in vain I get so confused I have to stop, take a look around and listen... To the trees give a testimony Listen to the mountains sing That only one God could make all of this And keep it all in place Even the sky is a celebration And I am a declaration That God is alive, God is alive, and working A new born baby's cry Is a mother's favorite song I hear His voice, I look in her eyes And I just can't believe it happened all on it's own And I know there is a reason And I know my faith is not in vain 'Cause I can hear... The trees give a testimony I can hear the mountains sing That only one God could make all of this And keep it all in place Even the sky is a celebration And I am a declaration That God is alive, God is alive, and working