Lecia

to see him again
with your hands so cold
you knew it would be sad
but you didn't know it would be like that

told him of your plan
to see him smile, and hold your hand
god forgive them, they never understand.

in a room full of pain
you saw something
gave you hope
in god again

maybe he'll write that letter soon
maybe sweep you off your feet
and take you to the moon
tell you he's sorry
he's really sorry

and we search for something perfect
and maybe there's nothing there
but we search anyway
and that's the tragedy
and the beauty all the same

jesus help us,
we're deaf and blind and lame

but our hearts are good...
our hearts are good...
our hearts are good....