| The sound of holding on | |
| almost a whisper | |
| the sigh of broken hearts | |
| a quiet cry | |
| The rain upon your face | |
| brings gravity and grace | |
| and softly you begin | |
| to breath again | |
| I don't have all the answers | |
| to your sad prayers | |
| but if I could I'd give | |
| you angel's wings | |
| To go where hope is found | |
| with strength to reach beyond | |
| and carries like a song | |
| upon the wind | |
| Please don't give up | |
| Please don't you give up | |
| Cuz I believe... Yes, I believe | |
| I still believe... in us | |
| The sound of holding on | |
| almost a whisper | |
| the sigh of broken hearts | |
| a quiet cry | |
| The rain upon your face | |
| brings gravity and grace | |
| and softly you begin | |
| to breath again |