I see the people on the street
I hear them ask me for food some to eat
I know it's cold when they try to sleep
Wrapped in Sorrow
I've watched as love was torn apart
I've seen the wreckage of the heart
When just one is left out in the dark
With their sorrow
The question in all of our minds
God would you help us, God would you please
So many people down on their knees
God would you help us, God would you please
So many people down on their knees
So much sorrow
I've seen parents walk away
Abandon their child to the state
I know that child's heart will break
From the Sorrow
I've tasted the bitterness of death
When my loved one took that final breath
They were gone and all that I had left
Was my sorrow
The question in all of our minds
Then like a whisper floats on the breeze, I hear a voice saying to me
You are my hands you are my feet, you bring the food that they will eat
You are my hands you are my feet, you be the friend that they will meet
You are my hands you are my feet, you share the love that they all need
For their sorrow