What makes the flowers bloom in Spring

And helps the dew drops to do their thing

Why does my heart keep wondering

What's behind it all?

Who painted the sunrise red and gold

Who hears the hush in the falling snow

The child in me still longs to know

Who designed it all?

Could the answer be

Right here inside of me

Waiting for the light of day

Should I heed that still small voice

That's urging me to pray?

Sometimes I feel so all alone

Just like a lamb who has lost its own

Could I be yearning for my home

Out in the great somewhere?

Could the answer be

Right here inside of me

Waiting for the light of day

Should I heed that still small voice

That's telling me to pray?

Seek and you'll find the Sages say

My heart keeps whispering

Today's the day

Guess I'll fold my hands and pray

Well, Hello Lord .. It's just Me.

~ Written by John W. Biddy ~ © All rights Reserved
Thanks John, for Allowing Me to Record This Song!