shhh

to the broken-hearts
;ones who don't have an umbrella over their heads when its pouring rain
;ones who don't have the sun shining in their world

are you wondering through shadows?
do you have wounds? do you have scars?
yours seem to be as deep as the ones on jesus' palms
i'll hold your hand to keep it warm this cold winter
don't bottle up those thoughts and feelings
i'll be the one who you can let it all out at
when you're angry, you're more than i can handle but its better than you choosing that end road
the man up there has carved a figure of pure art
but you don't see that, you only see more of an improvement needed
you're still beautiful to me

so sing that song once again
let me hear the voice of your soul that no body else does
so dance to the beat
i've seen you move, it comes right from the heart
talk like no tomorrow
because there will be none