(Carol Ann Brown/Terri Clark)

Sun's Comin' Up On A Sunday Mornin'.
I'm Lookin' Out The Window At A Beautiful View.
Turn On The TV An' Somebody's Talkin',
'Bout The Wrong And The Right And The Ultimate Truth.
I Listen For A Minute But My Heart Is Somewhere Else,
'Cause I've Got My Own Convictions But I Keep Them To Myself.

When I Feel The World Around Me,
How Can I Not Believe?
If I'm High Up On A Mountain,
Or Down On My Knees,
It's Just Between God And Me.

Secrets I've Been Holding.
Tears Cried, Nobody Else Sees.
Sometimes I'm Alone,
But I Know There's Somebody Watching Over Me.
There's So Much I'm Afraid Of An' I'm Really Not That Strong.
But There's One Place I Can Go To Where All The Fear Is Gone.

When I Feel The World Around Me,
How Can I Not Believe?
If I'm High Up On A Mountain,
Or Down On My Knees,
It's Just Between God And Me.

Every Picture's Painted Differently.
Every One Has Got A Vision In Their Mind.
That Fills The Heart With Answers,
And The Missin' Piece That We Hope To Find.
And This Is Mine.

When I Feel The World Around Me,
How Can I Not Believe?
If I'm High Up On A Mountain,
Or Down On My Knees.

When I Feel The World Around Me,
How Can I Not Believe?
If I'm High Up On A Mountain,
Or Down On My Knees,
It's Just Between God And Me.

God And Me.
It's Just Between God And Me.