Saw the mountain sink into God's love, saw streams flow, flowers bloom
Saw a cloud, take a mountain into a valley, saw roses grow, saw streams
Flow with the touch of God's mountain, as he blessed, all below, saw rainbows
As I stood there, touched by the power of my own soul

I saw rainbows and flowers grow, saw streames flow, saw clouds, stand at
Attention, as God passed by and blessed this valley where his love flows
Saw a cloud, take a mountain into a valley, saw roses grow so, deep
Into my soul I touched a mountain, saw a cloud take a mountain, from my soul

Now, I see the beauty of love as it grows, so far below the mountain of my soul
I stood upon what was not real, and looked upon the valley below
The beauty of the valley reaches up, touches the vanity of my soul
As I stood there, touched by the power of my own soul

I see myself, always looking at me, never at the valley
Saw a cloud, make a mountain fall into the valley of love
I saw roses grow, beside a flowing stream
Felt my soul, felt my heart beat, for the first time

Saw the mountain sink into God's love, saw streams flow, flowers bloom
Saw a cloud, take a mountain into a valley, saw roses grow, saw rainbows
As I stood there, touched by the power of my own soul, I felt me.

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