A page is turned by the wind, to a boy with curly grin   With a world to conquer at the age of ten   But as history unfolds and the storybook is told   He finds salvation not at the hands of man      And the God of second chance   Picked him up and He let him dance   Through a world that is not kind   And all this time, preparing him the one   To hold him up when he comes undone   Beneath the storm, beneath the sun   And now a man, here you stand   Your day has come      A page is turned in this world to reveal a little girl   With a heart that's bigger, as it is unfurled   By the language in her soul, that's teaching her to grow   With a careful cover of love that will not fail      And the God of second chance   Picked her up and He let her dance   Through a world that is not kind   And all this time, preparing her the one   To hold her up when she comes undone   Beneath the storm, beneath the sun   And grown up tall, here you are   Your day has come      Beneath the air of autumn, she took him by his hand   And warm beneath the ardor, she took his heart instead   And high upon the mountain, he asked her for her hand   Just for her hand      A page is turned in this life, he's making her his wife   And there is no secret to the source of this much life   When the grace falls like rain is washing them again   Just a chance to somehow rise above this land      Where the God of second chance   Will pick them up and He'll let them dance   Through a world that is not kind   And all this time, they're sharing with the one   That holds them up when they come undone   Beneath the storm, beneath the sun   And once again, here you stand   And once again, here you stand   Your day has come