Too many hearts
On too many strings
We could cut them down
But instead we let them hang in the breeze
Oh my brother tell me why
And why is my sister down on her knees
Crying out won't somebody help me
And where are we
(chorus)
Didn't He love them
Didn't He hold out His hand
Wasn't Jesus a model
An example to man
Of how we must love everyone in this land
And give till it hurts
Isn't that part of the plan
But we can't see through our religious charade
To take what He's given
And give love away
One more night
No place to call home
A torn-up jacket on his back
It's getting pretty cold
Where do I stand
Do I reach out my hand
And one more child's face
An my TV screen
She's dying of hunger
Shy can't we meet her need
And where are we
(chorus)
But we can't see through our holy facade
To do the one thing that we're called to by God
Didn't He love us
Didn't He hold out His hand
Wasn't Jesus a model
An example to man
He said love every person
Everyone in this land
To give till it hurts
Wasn't that part of the plan
But we've all been blinded
By our selfish ways
Can we change this pattern
Will we stay the same
