It becomes much easier to understand,
When you reverse the roles,
Many stones won't ever touch you,
If you place yourself in that role.
Many pains that you encounter,
Many heartbreaks you undergo,
Would never ever happen,
If only my dear you know.
Put yourself in their shoe,
You will then understand,
Why is the world so cold,
Why don't hands reach hands?
Blessed are the hands that reach out,
Blessed are the hearts that bleed,
Pain is the sing of being alive,
Blood can only bleed.
You will find joy in sharing,
You will find joy in caring,
You will find love from the weak,
You will find plenty as thee seek.
