As I lay bathing in the blazing mountain heat No, there was nothing between the sun and me Except the shadow of an incidental bird Who kept on circling to ensure I wasn't hurt It hung in the sky, and kept me in its shade So once I'd gone inside, on my skin, I found its shape In pale relief now, I am believing In the power of allowing and receiving In the power of allowing and receiving Something came to carry off my grieving like it was nothing I am believing in the power of allowing and receiving Riches from the hands that long to share their gold If you'd just loosen up that old white-knuckle hold That binds your burdens closer than you might would guess Just set 'em down now and dance around Sung out to the sky, a song from balled-up roots You're bound to catch reply as sure as trees yield fruit Their leaves are shining I am believing in the power In the power of allowing and receiving Somehow it carries off my grieving like it was nothing I am believing in the power of allowing and receiving