I Make A Living With A Song,

We All Will Be Christed When We Hear Ourselves Say: We Are That To Which We Pray

Maybe I Could Have Loved You Better. Maybe You Should Have Loved Me More. Maybe Our Hearts Were Just Next In Line. Maybe Everything Breaks Sometime.

I Was Homeless And I Was In San Diego And I Started Singing In A Local Coffee Shop And People Started Coming To Hear Me Sing.

If I Could Tell The World Just One Thing, It Would Be That We Are All Ok. And Not To Worry Because Worry Is Wasteful And Useless In Times Like These.

If I Could Tell The World Just One Thing It Would Be That We're All Ok And Not To Worry 'cause Worry Is Wasteful And Useless In Times Like These I Won't Be Made Useless I Won't Be Idle With Despair I Will Gather Myself Around My Faith For Light Does The Darkness Most Fear My Hands Are Small, I Know But They're Not Yours, They Are My Own But They're Not Yours, They Are My Own And I Am Never Broken