He’s a little broken, not undone
A little lonely, not been won,
A better person, with lots to learn,
A soulful Christian, with a lot to learn
Ask him twice, he gives advice,
Ask him for space, he rolls the dice,
With a five or ten, fifteen or twenty,
There’s a love inside, with ever plenty,
And through a storm, he finds the calm,
Knowing that, in the end, it is a psalm.
