I believe in Cedar Falls.
And I know I'm no miracle but I long to see your face dried from crying
and learning that you love to live.

If you ask a dead man what he's learned from dying he'd say,
"Give and give and give. That's how you live." I believe in Cedar Falls.

And I know I'm no miracle but in the song about birds
we were sailors watching them dive into the sea.

You said, "that one up there calling out and crying, that one's you and me.
Plunging our hearts into the sea." I believe in Cedar Falls.

And I know I'm no miracle but darling like a little tree reaches up to the sun,
would you reach for the warmth inside of me?
Could you thrive on my love?
Oh let me, let me love. I believe in Cedar Falls.

And I know I'm no miracle but I hope to see you someday
as a fountain and I hope you see me someday
as a friend and I hope we meet on the other side of this mountain
where we find out love don't end.

It just winds and turns and bends.
I believe in Cedar Falls.