I cover ground and get around a lot these days. And I meet a lotta people too. An' if it takes a broken heart to know one, well. I'm seein' lotsa shades of blue, shades of blue.
Who took your hand. When I had nothing to say?. Who brushed your tears away?. Who heard your cries?. When I had no time to spare?. Who came on wings that day?.
I know what I know,. I see what I see. And whatever will be and not be. Is not up to me;. I struggle and strain. Again and again. While the power that makes and breaks things.