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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
It didn't steal your laughter
And heartache 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
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
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We are God's hands
We are God's hands
God's eyes
God's hands
We are God's eyes
God's heart
God's hands
We are God's eyes
God's mind
God's hands
We are God's eyes
We are never broken
And I am never broken
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
My hands are small I know
And I am never broken
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
My hands are small I know
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
In the end only kindness matters
In the end only kindness matters
I am never broken
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
My hands are small I know
There ours shall go singing
'Cause where there's a man who has no voice
For someone must stand up for what's right
We'll fight, not out of spite
But I knew it wasn't ever after
And heartache came to visit me
It didn't steal your laughter
Poverty stole your golden shoes
And I am never broken
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
My hands are small, I know
For light does the darkness most fear
I will gather myself around my faith
I won't be idle with despair
I won't be made useless
And useless in times like these
And not to worry 'cause worry is wasteful
It would be that we're all OK
If I could tell the world just one thing
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