[Intro: Terry Taylor]
Come in here, Ed.

[Ed McTaggart]
Okay.

[Verse 1]
She cast her dragnet
Out on the ocean
Pulled out a debt and a sinking dream
All she had left was
Her devotion
And heaven knows that's everything

[Verse 2]
He staggered blind up
To the altar
And left a cup filled with a drunkard's faith
In their disguises
They pass each other
The Savior's eyes in a foreign face

[Chorus 1]
No, they aren't walking on the water
They aren't wearing their angels' wings
Wayward sons and fragile daughters
A touch of faith, enough for small great things

[Verse 3]
They're unaware they
Moved a mountain
With fumbled prayers and their bloodied knees
God's ruined hands
They've read about them
They've never touched them, but they still believe

[Chorus 2]
No, they aren't winning every battle
Life is tough, and death--still, it stings
Doubt comes on and faith is fragile
Just a touch, enough for small great things

[Chorus 1]
No, they aren't walking on the water
They aren't wearing their angels' wings
Wayward sons and fragile daughters
A touch of faith, enough for small great things

[Chorus 1]
No, they aren't walking on the water
They aren't wearing their angels' wings
Wayward sons and fragile daughters
A touch of faith, enough for small great things