Take me back to the time

When I was maybe eight or nine

And I believed

when jesus walked on waters blue and

If he helped me I could to

If I believed

Before rational analysis and systematic thinking

Robbed me of a sweet simplicity

When wonders and when mysterys

Were far less often silly dreams and

Childhood fantasys

CHORUS: Help me believe 'cause I don't want to miss any miracles

Maybe i'd see Much better by closing my eyes

and I would shed this grown up skin I'm in

To touch an Angels wing

And I would be free

Help me believe

When mustard seeds made mountians move

A burning bush that spoke for you was good enough

when manna fell from heavens high

Just because you told the sky to open up

Am I to wise to recognize that everythin uncertain is certainly a possibility

When logic fails my reasoning and science crushes underneath

The weight of all that is unseen

Help me believe cause i don't want to miss any miracles

Maybe i'd see much better by closing my eyes

and i'd shed this grown up skin i'm in

To touch an Angels wing

And i would be Free

Help me believe