Double Strong In You

Have you ever watched a hawk hover? Follow the flow of the wind along with the heather stood in silence gazing at the lapping water or run through a meadow filled with laughter. Have you ever watched the morning dew sparkle? Have you ever swum with the barbel or stood amidst a storm and felt colossal even stronger than a tidal wave coastal. What makes a boy a man? An acorn to grow in the palm of your hands whatever makes a hawk hover? Without crashing into its motherland whatever makes a meadow flower root derived its strength double-strong in you. Whatever makes the morning dew? Wells up in tears of happiness in you, whatever makes a barbel swim firm midstream? Have a steadying grip on me and you too That's why the storm can't sway your resolve. And that's why I believe in you.