Smallest Step

When the day ends <br>and church bells are ringing <br>when the valley is shroudedin snow, <br>when you’re feeling that hope somewhere vanished <br>and there’s no poetry left to console you, <br>with the smallest step you’ll find a way<br>oh of fate borne and life is a jewel <br>but stone will tarnish as dust will descend<br>take a minute and wipe free the lustre, <br>it’ll mirror a day without end<br>with the smallest step you’ll feel <br>it starts a journey your way. <br>oh they tried to tell me <br>but I’ll learn for myself <br>and when they tried to tell me <br>you know the words disappeared on the wind <br>I was running away <br>and when the laughter echoes through you <br>in a pale beaming ray and you’ll know always<br>and ever within you anyway.