I see you with your dancing smile and wide eyes
I see you with your history stretching way back to where it shouldn’t be
I see you with your hand extended and your heart outstretched
I see your broken spirit held together how no one knows
I see you haven’t shattered yet (and if you keep holding tight you just might make it)
I see your empty glass and endless winding class
I see the force field you hang around your neck
I see how it all adds up to beauty and a whole lot of hope
I see that little bit of prayer
I see the way you look so far past and deep there are no names left to tell