When I see the winter turning into spring It speaks to this heart of mine More than anything Underneath a blanket of snow, cold and white, Something is stirring in the still of the night. And then the Sun comes up, slowly with the dawn This is the kind of feeling that I hang my hope upon. There is a love and beauty in all that I see And no one, nobody is explaining You to me
Chorus: And maybe my eyes can't see But You are surrounding me Here in the wind and rain The things that I know Tender and sweet And strong as my need I know the voice. I know the touch, Lover of my soul.
And when the evening comes, the sunlight faces to red And time and time and time again I whisper in my head, "Give me strength, give me faith to fully believe That the Maker of this whole, wide world is a Father to me."