I heard a place not too far from here,
is handing out answers about why we are here
and it´s a small town, in a small world,
and the congregation´s small too,
but somehow I think they´re telling the truth;
and in the same small town there is a girl,
she´s a good looker but she´s mad at the world,
and she´s wonderin´ about tomorrow and why she´s here,
and she´s sick and tired of using her sleeve to wipe her tears,

And you can tell by the look that´s in her eyes she´s not that well,
she wishes someone would close their eyes,
and picture this for just a moment to themselves;

At least that´s what they say,
at least that´s what they, that´s what they say,
that´s what they say,
at least that´s what they say;

She sits alone, she´s a re-run queen,
the sun shines through her window enough to make out her figurine;
Her neighbours look at her strange,
´cause she´s lived there her whole life, and they still don´t know her name;
She likes to keep to herself,
´cause she can´t find nobody else;

Yeah, yeah, What they say, what they say, what they say, what they say,
and I don´t care, what they say, what they say, what they say, what they say,
and I don´t care;

She wanders through the town,
to find this place she´s heard about,
thinking maybe they can figure out what´s wrong,
they greet her with a smile,
say they´ve been waiting for quite some while,
just to let her know she´s worth more than she´s ever dreamed of,
And her heart opens wide,
and for the first time in her life,
she feels the touch of JESUS deep inside,
she wonders what went wrong,
in a town where nothing´s going on,
and thinks of all the others that she knows;
And she said, and she said, and she said, and she said.....