Michael W. Smith Follow

From the first breath of her life, she flew straight into my arms
I used to catch her from the swings 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, oh

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, yeah

Now she walks with me and she talks with me
In her eyes I see her truth born
Of her fire and grace as she finds her place
'Cause it's love that makes her strong

And she walks with me and she talks with me
In my eyes she'll see my prayer
As she turns each page through this tender age
It is love that makes her strong
It's her love that makes her strong, yeah