Oh lord there are so many
mountains for me to climb
and I’ve turned over
every stone in my mind
yet some things
we shall never know this time
there are circles in my mind
yes lord I see the world sublime
but if I still cry inside the line
oh lord when will I know
where there is to find
and maybe
the heart will sing next time

crying
is
the
sweet blue rain
that
cleanse the heart
from
the
spirit of God
while
the
rain flows through the heart

as long as
the
stars are shining
the
lord is
my daily bread
thus
ask
the lord
for
the
shepherd's light
to
walk by faith
and
not by sight
as long
as the spirit
moves me
as long as the
stars are shining
still
towards
the
Shephard's light