Where should I begin to tell my thoughts'
What can I say that will do'
Where are the words when I need them most
To show my gratitude'

Though the times I was burdened
Yet I did not fall...
Though the times I was certain
There was no one at all...

His love was reaching
An invisible hand pulling me through
His love was reaching
Touching my life in more way
Tthan I ever knew

As I lay beneath the southern cross
The stars tell more than I could,
And, if the words don't say what I really mean
I pray I'm understood

When I thought I had nothing
Yet I had so much...
Though the years when it seemed
We were out of touch...

His love was reaching
An invisible hand pulling me through
His love was reaching
Touching my life in more ways
Than I ever knew

How could I think I was living alone'
How could a man be so blind'
And how could I've come so far
Without his hand in mine'

His love was reaching
An invisible hand pulling me through
His love was reaching
Touching my life in more ways
Than I ever knew