Used to be one of them
Prayer in heart and bible in hand
Standing in the crowd screaming aloud

He touched my hand don't you understand

I used to believe a lot of things

Thought that if you did those things
That you were far away from any angel's wings
And closer to hell then I'll ever tell


But I am not better
I'm just a beggar like you

And I'm no healer
I'm no savior, just looking for the truth


Love is not something you understand
But I'm learning to love the holes in your hands
The holes in your clothes, the hurt nobody knows

I'm learning to love you all over again

I love you but I sure I hate the bottle

I love you but I could do without the E
It's not easy for you I can see
It's not so easy for you I can see


But I'm not better
I'm just beggar llike you

And I'm no healer
I'm no savior, just looking for the truth


He knew what He was talking about
When He said I do all the things that I wish not
I'd feed you but I'm so hungry you see

I'd clothe you but we're all swimming in the same naked sea
I'd lead you, but I just want to be led
And I'd love you, and that's enough said