I believe for every drop of rain that falls
a flower grows
I believe that somewhere in the darkest night
a candle glows
I believe for every one who goes astray
someone will come
to show the way
I believe
I believe
I believe above the storm a smallest prayer
will still be heard
and I believe that someone in the great somewhere
his everyword
everytime I hear a newborn baby cry
or touch a leaf
or see a star
then I know why
I believe
When you walk
through a storm
hold your head up high
and don't be afraid
of the dark
at the end of the storm
is a golden sky
and the sweet silver song of a lark
walk on through the wind
walk on through the rain
though your dreams be tossed
and blown
walk on
walk on
with hope in your heart
and you'll never walk alone
you'll never walk alone
you'll never walk alone

I believe
I believe
I believe