If I could tell the world
just one thing it would be
we're all OK
And not to worry
'cause worry is wasteful and
useless in times like these
I won't be made useless
Won't be idle with despair
I'll gather myself
around my faith
For light's the
darkness most fear
My hands are small I know
But they're not yours
They are my own
But they're not yours
They are my own
And I am never broken
Poverty
stole your golden shoes
It didn't steal your laughter
And heartache came to visit me
But I knew it wasn't ever after
We'll fight
Not out of spite
For someone must
stand up for what's right
'Cause where there's
a man who has no voice
There ours shall go singing
My hands are small I know
But they're not yours
They are my own
But they're not yours
They are my own
And I am never broken
In the end
only kindness matters
In the end
only kindness matters
I will get down on my knees
And I will pray
I will get down on my knees
And I will pray
I will get down on my knees
And I will pray
My hands are small I know
But they're not yours
They are my own
But they're not yours
They are my own
And I am never broken
My hands are small I know
But they're not yours
They are my own
But they're not yours
They are my own
And I am never broken
We are never broken
God's eyes
God's hands
God's mind
God's eyes
God's hands
God's heart