Iand'd think of all those people with their love and understanding
how they wear it like they had it from the start
i must have been the other kind...
the kind with just a lonely mind and heart
and from where you stand youand're an attractive revelation
and from where i stand iand'm mostly on my knees
and from there i said hello, felt something small and slow
say andquot;please, please, pleaseandquot;
and though itand's just a thought, itand's such a saving shot...
for every person thereand's a rhyme and a reason
to decide to be the chosen one to stand among the broken ones.
i remember crying down a long and withered highway
i remember waiting for my story to begin.
had all my laughs cut short, a boat without a port
a ragged house of tin.
but ... maybe itand's true about the teacher when youand're ready
maybe itand's true about the hollow and the slope
love, turn my steps around
let me fall on solid ground with faith and rope.
and though its just a thought, i say itand's all iand've got...
for every person thereand's a rhyme and a reason
to decide to be the chosen one to stand among
the broken ones.
outside a window thereand's a night beyond all secrets
and outside that window thereand's a window shining in
and it shows a room that has a fire steady burning
and a woman knowing that the darkness canand't come in
and she wants to thank you for your love and understanding
she needs to thank you for your honour to the soul
itand's love from someone who believed sheand'd need a stand in
to tell her story let alone to live it whole
and though itand's just a thought, she says itand's all weand've got
for every person thereand's a rhyme and a reason
to decide to be the chosen one to stand among
the broken ones.
stand among the broken ones,
stand among the broken ones...
for every person
may love come through
for every person
may love come through
