If life is a sweetand fragile thing,
how come its always left broken?
If a voice has one sweet somber song,
why is it left unspoken?
All too many time we look downwhen we can reach for the sky,
and when people call to us,
all we ask is why?
If love is a bittersweet path,
why is it the road less traveled?
Is it because beneath our feet,
all we feel is gravel?

Does lonliness know a heart that is happy?
And does it know how to overcome it?
Can only love sheild the heart,
and yet know that the coming battle will be won sometimes be the lonliness,
sometimes by the hurt?

Or does the heart know that a voice,
no matter how small  can change a life,
sometimes for the better,
sometimes for the worse,
it we would only let it sing?

Do we know the kindness of our heart could save, or change a life?
So many questions are left unanswered,
all by the work of God,
Is it because these few questions are left to be answered by us?

For the love of a heart will sing its song,
A song so faint only we can hear it,
Its up to us to let it free to sing,
to sing our song to the world