Dm C Too many hearts Dm C On too many strings Dm C We could cut them down Dm C Gm But instead we let 'em hang in the breeze A Dm C Dm C Oh my brother, tell me why
And why is my sister down on her knees Crying out won't somebody love me And where are we
CHORUS F Didn't He love them F6 Didn't He hold out His hand Bb C Wasn't Jesus a model, an example to man F F6 Of how we must love everyone in this land Bb And give till it hurts C Isn't that part of the plan
One more night No place to call home A torn up jacket on his back It's getting pretty cold Where do I stand, do I reack out my hand
And one more child's face On my TV screen She's dying of hunger Why can't we meet her need And where are we
(chorus) (bridge) F A But we can't see through our holy facade Dm F6 Bb C To do one more thing that we're called to by God
Didn't He love us Didn't He hold out His hand Wasn't Jesus a model, an example to man He said love every person Everyone in this land To give till it hurts Wasn't that part of the plan
But we've all been blinded By our selfish ways Can we change this pattern Will we stay the same
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