Sun s comin up on a Sunday mornin .
I m lookin out the window at a beautiful view.
Turn on the TV an somebody s talkin
Bout the wrong and the right and the ultimate truth.
I listen for a minute but my heart is somewhere else
Cause I ve got my own convictions but I keep them to myself.

When I feel the world around me
How can I not believe?
If I m high up on a mountain
Or down on my knees
It s just between God and me.

Secrets I ve been holding.
Tears criednobody else sees.
Sometimes I m alone
But I know there s somebody watching over me.
There s so much I m afraid of an I m really not that strong.
But there s one place I can go to where all the fear is gone.

When I feel the world around me
How can I not believe?
If I m high up on a mountain
Or down on my knees
It s just between God and me.

Every picture s painted differently.
Every one has got a vision in their mind.
That fills the heart with answers
And the missin piece that we hope to find.
And this is mine.

When I feel the world around me
How can I not believe?
If I m high up on a mountain
Or down on my knees.

When I feel the world around me
How can I not believe?
If I m high up on a mountain
Or down on my knees
It s just between God and me.

God and me.
It s just between God and me.

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