Saturday, September 20, 2008

Come To Me

Come to me over the water Peter
Walk on the waves of the stormy sea
I know your boat is frail and fragile
But believe in me
I can do anything
When faith doesnt weaken
See the sea sleeps in the palm of my hand
He who believes will never be wanting for anything
For anything

My people called out from the burning desert
I turned a rock to a bubbling stream
He who believes will never be wanting for anything
For anything

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