You might be the wife, waiting up at night You might be the man, struggling to provide Feeling like it’s hopeless Maybe you’re the son who chose a broken road Maybe you’re the girl thinking you’ll end up alone Praying God can You hear me, Oh God are You listening
Something here is wrong, there are children without homes But we just move along to take care of our own There’s so much suffering just outside our door A cry so deafening, we just can’t ignore
All around All of us Fear has come and so we must Ask ourselves In who we trust What we have here Is not enough So let it ring In freedom sing
Don’t know where to begin, it’s like my world’s caving in And I try but I can’t control my fear Where do I go from here?
