One drop needs another for rain.
One spark doesn’t guarantee flame.
One tree doesn’t promise a wood,
One wish will not make the world good,
But just one step, one small step, turns a couldn’t to could.
One cloud may not vanish the sun.
One hand will not make the clock run.
One flash doesn’t mean it will storm,
One bee doesn’t equal a swarm,
But just one step, one small step, can help you transform.
Into another kinder you,
Seeing the world afresh and new,
Planting the seeds for love to grow,
I’ll let it show.
I’m on my way, I’m on my way.
One step after tiny step, keeps you climbin’ up that mountain.
Move onwards, and upwards!
I’m moving forward, into possibility,
I’m moving forward, t’ward a new reality.
One tree doesn’t promise a wood,
One wish will not make the world good,
But just one step, one small step,
Just one step, one small step, can help you transform.
Daniel Brinsmead