A child will walk, a child will run

A child with faith, faith will fly



Anita hasn't walked right since she was small

Her legs are short and twisted not straight and tall

She learned when she was young how to deal with the rejection

Cast into a world with all it standards of perfection



Most people looked away with a downward glance

And as a beautiful young woman, she was never asked to dance

Her dreams were just as lofty as the girl next door

And she remember what her father said when she couldn't take no more



He said

Someday your going to soar like a eagle,

You will run and never grow tired

You'll become a new creation

If you just keep the faith of a child,

Keep the faith of a child



Now Anita lives alone in a paper mill town

In a one room apartment at sixth and brown

She's got a steady job well its all right for now

She has plans for moving on if she can make it some how



Her brown hands are folded as she bows her head to pray

Over doughnuts and some coffee she made up yesterday

Her mind begins to travel, she gives thanks to the lord

And a angel stands beside her, points out to the door



And said

Today you going to soar like a eagle

You will run and never grow tired

You've become a new creation

For you have kept the faith of a child

Kept the faith of a child, kept the faith of a child