Bill Miller Faith Of A Child
A child will walk, a child will run A child with faith, faith will fly Anita hasn't walked right since she was small Her legs are short and twisted not straight and tall She learned when she was young how to deal with the rejection Cast into a world with all it standards of perfection Most people looked away with a downward glance And as a beautiful young woman, she was never asked to dance Her dreams were just as lofty as the girl next door And she remember what her father said when she couldn't take no more He said Someday your going to soar like a eagle, You will run and never grow tired You'll become a new creation If you just keep the faith of a child, Keep the faith of a child Now Anita lives alone in a paper mill town In a one room apartment at sixth and brown She's got a steady job well its all right for now She has plans for moving on if she can make it some how Her brown hands are folded as she bows her head to pray Over doughnuts and some coffee she made up yesterday Her mind begins to travel, she gives thanks to the lord And a angel stands beside her, points out to the door And said Today you going to soar like a eagle You will run and never grow tired You've become a new creation For you have kept the faith of a child Kept the faith of a child, kept the faith of a child
