John was writing down what the spirit told him to - a portion of the miracles of Jesus.
He found this book was way too small to hold all the truths.
There were so many other things that he could tell.
(Chorus:)
and i wonder what the other miracles were. Was someone else set free?
Someone else like me? If the world itself could not contain the stories
of the ones he kept from harm, then surely in my storm,
there's another other miracle for me.
This awesome God is limitless in power. Who else can make the blinded eye to see.
Yet thousands more could tell of their encounter
countless stories we will never get to read
(Bridge:)
if i only believe, only believe - all things are possible, they're possible
if the world itself could not contain the stories of the ones he kept from harm
then surely in my storm, there's another other miracle for me.
(Tag:)
There's another other miracle for me.
