It could all end tomorrow
Where would I be
Does life go on
Or will it be the end of me
Seems a bit unfair to think
That all I’ve learned and done
Belongs to no one
(Ahh)

Why should I cherish living
If there’s no so called plan
Why, I would have no future
If it were left to man
I don’t want a miracle
Or to see you in the air
But are you up there
(Ahh)

I believe above the storm
The smallest prayer
will still be heard
I believe that someone
in the great somewhere
Hears every word
(Are you up there)
Every time I hear
a newborn baby cry
Or touch a leaf
Or see the sky
Then I know why
I believe

Every time I hear
a newborn baby cry
Or touch a leaf
Or see the sky
Then I know why
I believe

I believe
I believe
Ahhhh
Ahhhh