Hands by Jewel If I could tell the world just one thing it would be that we're all o.k. And not to worry cause worry is wasteful and useless in times like these. I won't be made useless I won't be idled with dispair I will gather myself around my faith for light does 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 but it didn't steal your laughter, and heartache came to visit me but I knew it wasnt 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 our's shall go singing In the end only kindness matters I will get down on my knees and I will pray We are never broken We are God's eyes God's hands God's mind |
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