I Believe I believe for every drop of rain that falls, a flower grows; I believe that somewhere in the darkest night, a candle glows. I believe for everyone who goes astray, Someone will come to show the way - I believe, - I believe. I believe above the storm the smallest prayer will still be heard; I believe that someone in the great somewhere hears every word. Every time I hear a newborn baby cry, Or touch a leaf, or see the sky, Then I know why I be-lieve. Every time I hear a newborn baby cry, Or touch a leaf, or see the sky, Then I know why I be-lieve. Colaboração de Roberto Crescioni - Bauru, março de 2004 - [email protected]