## Metadata
**Caption:** pop vocal ballad, choir backing, slow tempo, dramatic, 1955 classic, female vocal
**BPM:** 155
**Duration:** 170.0s
**Key:** E♭ major
**Time Signature:** 4

## Lyrics
[verse]
He counts the raindrops falling one by one,
He knows the setting of the evening sun.
He hears the smallest sparrow when it cries,
He sees the truth behind our darkest sighs.

[chorus]
He, only He, can hold the weight of every tear,
He, only He, is always standing near.
When I am lost and cannot find my way,
He, only He, will lead me home to stay.

[verse]
He walks beside the weary and the poor,
He opens up the softest kind of door.
No mountain is too high, no sea too wide,
He carries every burden deep inside.

[chorus]
He, only He, can hold the weight of every tear,
He, only He, is always standing near.
When I am lost and cannot find my way,
He, only He, will lead me home to stay.

[bridge]
Choir voices rising like the morning light,
Filling every shadow, turning darkness bright.
There is no love as steady, no love as true,
As the love He carries, faithful through and through.

[chorus]
He, only He, can hold the weight of every tear,
He, only He, is always standing near.
When I am lost and cannot find my way,
He, only He, will lead me home to stay.