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Broken hands and tattered clothes
Off the sides of busy roads
These are people, these are souls and
Their helps in our control
But "busy roads" is where we stay
Busy lives is just the way
How we live life today
Am I the only one afraid?
We're moving too fast and it's blinding us
The speed that we're in is just too quick for love
There's so many problems that we could fix
If stopping is all that we do in their midst
It's enough to feel
All the pain in the world that needs to be healed
If we just Stand Still
The love of God is in the streets
In the people that we meet
On the faces of the weak
We look and see God's strength
And are there any who will go
Forsaking lands and leaving homes
All so broken hearts may know that
God will mend their souls
We're moving too fast and it's blinding us
The speed that we're in is just too quick for love
There's so many problems that we could fix
If stopping is all that we do in their midst
It's enough to feel
All the pain in the world that needs to be healed
If we just Stand Still
We need to look around us
We need to look around us
We need to look around us