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