Lyrics

Lo and behold a child was born to wonder.
Lo and behold a child was born to see.
He played in the rain, he was frightened by the thunder.
He breathed the same air as you and me.

As he grew the voice became much clearer.
From a trickle, it became a stream.
To know onself is to know the Father.
To understand the meaning of the dream.

Tide moves in. Tide moves out.
With each day the path becomes clear, the journey he must take begins.

Many days and many nights he wandered, through a wilderness of temptation, he was tried.
The voice he knew so well fell silent.
He was surrounded by darkness and lies.
Suddenly the world was laid before him,
with all it's treasures and it's luxuries.
The history of man, was his to command, if he would but, forsake the dream.

Tide moves in. Tide moves out.
With each day the path becomes clear, the journey he must take begins.

Lo and behold a child was born to wonder.
Lo and behold a child was born to see,
that a dream is just a dream until you believe.
In the end, He could not turn his back on you and me.

Tide moves in. Tide moves out.
With each day the path becomes clear, the journey he must take begins.