If I could tell the world just one thing
It would be that we´re all OK
and not to worry ´cause worry is wasteful
and useless in times like these
I won´t be made useless
I won´t be idle with despair
I will gather myself around my faith
For light does the darkness most fear

My hands are small, I know
But they´re not yours, they are my own
But they´re not yours, they are my own
and I am never broken

Poverty stole your golden shoes
But it didn´t steal your laughter
and heart ache came to visit me
But I knew it wasn´t ever after

We´ll fight, not out of spite
For someone must stand up for what´s right
´Cause where there´s a man who has no voice
There ours shall go singing

My hands are small I know
But they´re not yours, they are my own
But they´re not yours, they are my own
and I am never broken

In the end only kindness matters
In the end only kindness matters

I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray

My hands are small I know
But they´re not yours, they are my own
But they´re not yours, they are my own
and I am never broken

My hands are small I know
But they´re not yours, they are my own
But they´re not yours, they are my own
and I am never broken
We are never broken

We are God´s eyes
God´s hands
God´s mind
We are God´s eyes
God´s hands
God´s heart
We are God´s eyes
God´s hands
God´s eyes
We are God´s hands
We are God´s hands