Verse 1: Who am l to thank
For this love, for this bliss,
For this feeling and the gift
To be eveyone?
Who I'd love more than
More than mom and more than me,
More than everything I see,
More than anyone?
Ch.: Nothing can compare
to the art of bees
Of turning beauty of the flower
into honey sweet.
None's so frail or fragile,
none can closely sing
As these birds of passage
waking hearts in spring.
Break: If I was not a believer
I would cry and cry and cry
For every creature is perfect
And blessed and full of life
Verse 2: When I'm crushed and sad
Who's my solace and resort,
Clement comfort, peaceful home,
Inner warm and calm?
I'm like a grain of sand
In the changeful ocean and so fierce
Why am I still saved and unique
Shining like a star?
Break: If I was not...
Ch.: Ch. Nothing matches a snowflake
for its chastity
Daintiness and softness,
short-lived symmetry.
None excels the earth in
generosity,
Shelting every stray soul,
meeting every need.
Break: ...