Dear Lord,
it's me again down here...

As I walk along the street,
I don't know where I'm going...

Love is a hard and cruel master.
It breaks your heart and mends it...

I walk along the street,
yet I'm standing still...

Softly crying
hope is dying...

The night is dark
the water cold...

Father, Spirit, Savior
comforts me when I'm weak...

Step by step he comes toward me,
his velvet dark eyessoftly pleading...

Is the mountain high
is the valley low...

Pride is sometimes known in our world as a...
Though most people won't admit it, they are...

I'll be waiting here for you
as long as time allows...

Verse 1:
The thunder rumbles...