He was holding her hand   For the very first time   He was telling her things that she just did not understand      Between her hand and his   She felt every touch   she would laugh & cry & laugh & cry inside because for her it was a little much      CHORUS   Dreams come true   Now that I'm with you   God is good even if sometimes you don't wait around in his neighborhood      She woke up from a bad dream/nightmare   And can't get back to sleep   He just holds her all night in his arms waiting patiently      He can summon her smile   From the ends of the earth   he has given his heart though he doesn't know quite what it's worth      He is loved and beloved   He is one of a kind   He is nothing he's made himself   He has all God's grace on his side      And a little bit of grace   Goes a very long way   It makes straight and flat all the 12 step plans you've made to walk straight      Some songs are prayers, some are just commentaries,   Some make you smile, some make you cry   Some help you focus while you're waiting (on his tributaries)      Seems like He's always moving his neighborhood next to mine