Well, it was dark
And then you spoke
And your voice created light
My tiny hands were being formed
As I floated through the night
And I floated through the night
Guess I better have a little bit of hope
And wonder
What I will become if I no longer have
The wonder
I'll never breathe another need
I can surely count on that
What can I be?
What will I be?
All depends on what I lack
All depends on what I lack
Guess I better have a little bit of hope
And wonder
What I will become if I no longer have
The wonder
I looked around and then I found
Every gift you gave to me
What can I give?
What can I give?
What can I give to thee?
