She Walks With Me
by Michael W. Smith
From the first breath of her life
She flew straight into my arms
I used to catch her from the swing
When she was five...
And now she dances on the wind
In a world as hard as stone
She's so anxious to begin
And ready to fly...
And she walks with me
And she talks with me
And I hold her hand in mine
I know she'll find her way
Like the light of day
Cause it's love that makes her strong
Though I cannot stop the rain
And I cannot turn the tide
And I am sure there will be things
That break her heart
I can only let her know
I am always on her side
And even as I let her go
I'll never be far
And she walks with me
And she talks with me
And I hold her hand in mine
I know she'll find her way
Like the light of day
Cause it's love that makes her strong