who can hold the stars

and my weary heart?

who can see anything?

i've fallen so hard,

sometimes it seems so far

but not beyond Your reach.

i could climb a mountain

swim the ocean

do anything,

but it's when You hold me

that i start unfolding

and all that i can say is

hallelujah.

the same sun that rises over castles

and welcomes the day

spills over buildings and into the streets

where orphans play.

and only You can see the good

in broken things.

You took my heart of stone

and You made it home,

set this prisoner free.

hallelujah.