The Stream

I am small and I am not
Always as brave as I should be
Ready to be washed in these waters
But scared to take the leap

All the deserts of this land
Are thirsting for the life inside this stream
And even though I'm walking closer
I still wonder what it means when you say

"Will you walk up to the stream?
Will you go where I am calling?
Do you know that you are understood,
Do you trust that I am good?"

I can see there is no other stream
I can see there is no other way
There's more to this than playing safe
Gotta leave the shore to be amazed
and you said

"Will you walk up to the stream?
Will you go where I am calling?
Do you know that you are understood,
Do you trust that I am good?

It may be all you have
It may be all you'll find here
but it's all you need

Will you walk up to the stream
Will you go?
Will you go?"