Fire falls, hard winds blow All that's stood been knocked down. Solid rock turned to dust, Miracles just can't be found.
From a ruined, broken, hopeless scene Grows a blade of green. The same Hands that made something from nothing Hold you now through even this. The breath that breathed life in the Garden Can breathe life to this, even this.
Did you ever think it would be this way? In your wildest dreams, did you ever know? You'd wake up one day, reach for love, And find yourself alone?
All your nightmares and darkened skies Will surrender to the sunrise. The same Hands that made something from nothing Hold you now through even this. The breath that breathed life in the Garden Can breathe life to this, even this.
The same Hands that made something from nothing Hold you now through even this. The breath that breathed life in the Garden Can breathe life to this, can breathe life to this, ahh, even this, even this.
