I believe for every drop of rain that falls   a flower grows   I believe that somewhere in the darkest night   a candle glows   I believe for every one who goes astray   someone will come   to show the way   I believe   I believe   I believe above the storm a smallest prayer   will still be heard   and I believe that someone in the great somewhere   his everyword   everytime I hear a newborn baby cry   or touch a leaf   or see a star   then I know why   I believe   When you walk   through a storm   hold your head up high   and don't be afraid   of the dark   at the end of the storm   is a golden sky   and the sweet silver song of a lark   walk on through the wind   walk on through the rain   though your dreams be tossed   and blown   walk on   walk on   with hope in your heart   and you'll never walk alone   you'll never walk alone   you'll never walk alone      I believe   I believe   I believe