Take this shoes,And make them fit.
Take this hands,
And make them work.
Take this mouth,so quick to criticize.
Teach it how to speak.
Why all this pain before a child is born?
Why the dark before the dawn?
Take this shirt,so dirty and black.
Go make it clean.
Why all this war when none is won?
Why all this tears for love?
What no man can own,what no man can take.
Take this heart and make it yours...
