if ever, a sun would rise
out of dark and shield
then it would sing my song
in some paddy field
if ever, a prayer would whisper
out of grief and pain
then it would sing my song
in some wet rain..
if ever, a boat would sail
out of wave and explore
then it would sing my song
in some sea shore
if ever a fire would burn
out of fear and fright
then it would sing my song
in some midnight
if ever, holy would call
out of sin of seven
then it would sing my song
in some hope of heaven
