If I could tell the world just one thing
It would be that we're all OK 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 despair
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 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
In the end only kindness matters, In the end only kindness matters
I will get down on my knees and I will pray (x3)
We are never broken
We are God's eyes, God's hands, God's eyes
We are God's eyes, God's hands, God's mind
We are God's eyes ...
