Album: Outdoor Elvis
It's the little things you do
You don't think break through
You build a mansion with God's Son
Light a candle, and the Kingdom comes
Doesn't seem like much now
Like you're the failing one
But hold back the wind, Donna
Stand in the breach with us, Donna
Hold back the devil wind
It's a little prayer you pray or the little lie you say
It's love and hate but choosing love
Faith winning out against the odds
Doesn't seem like much now
A losing cause
The grass is breaking through
It's just a blade or two up through the concrete
And the angels smile
There'll be a green field in just a little while
Seems like we're asking too much of one little child