He push a breath of air and He fills every sail in sight   He push a breath of air and He fills every sail in sight   He spin a big, blue ball and He turns the day into night      And He shifts in His sleep and the earth begins to quake   Yeah, He shifts in His sleep and the earth begins to quake      So, how much difference could it possibly make?   How much effort could it possible take to save me   To save me, to save me, just to save me?   Save me from sailing over the edge      To save me, to save me, to save me, just to save me   Save me from sailing over the edge      And He could strike a match and your world goes up in flames   Yeah, He could strike a match and your world goes up in flames   He spin a big, blue ball and the night turns into day      To save me, to save me, to save me, just to save me   Save me from sailing over the edge