Will you hold my hand?

Do I have to stand in this world all alone

where it's icy cold

and all the people chime in

"You've got to sink or swim"?



Where there's rain there's drought,

So I'll confess my doubts.

Where there's threshing of the fields

something's bound to yield.

And all the people cry out,

they feel they're about to drown

on the ocean floor

but I know there's more



I know You understand what it's like to me man

Sometimes I forget You're near

Sometimes I forget you hear

The way the raindrops fall,

the sound of the wind as it calls,

and every breath I breathe

and song I don't sing