Smallest Step

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