So here I stand, a lonely man,
With nothing;
But my dreams in hand.
And I see you are growing and blossoming so;
Yet here I am just trying to grow.
I don't ask for much,
A little leaf here and there.
And it's so lonely, in this desert of mine.
I need You more than ever before;
Come Lord, I cry out to You
Hear my prayer, My Father, send the storm.
I will take the trouble;
As long as there is rain in the end....
so I can grow
Lord, I need you more than ever before, because,
Here I am a lonely man,
With nothing;
But my dreams in hand.