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