The Chosen Ones

I'd think of all those people with their love and understanding
 how they wear it like they had it from the start
 i must have been the other kind...
 the kind with just a lonely mind and heart
 and from where you stand you're an attractive revelation
 and from where i stand i'm mostly on my knees
 and from there i said hello, felt something small and slow
 say "please, please, please"
 and though it's just a thought, it's such a saving shot...
 for every person there's a rhyme and a reason
 to decide to be the chosen one to stand among the broken ones.
 i remember crying down a long and withered highway
 i remember waiting for my story to begin.
 had all my laughs cut short, a boat without a port
 a ragged house of tin.
 but ... maybe it's true about the teacher when you're ready
 maybe it's true about the hollow and the slope
 love, turn my steps around
 let me fall on solid ground with faith and rope.
 and though its just a thought, i say it's all i've got...
 for every person there's a rhyme and a reason
 to decide to be the chosen one to stand among
 the broken ones.
 outside a window there's a night beyond all secrets
 and outside that window there's a window shining in
 and it shows a room that has a fire steady burning
 and a woman knowing that the darkness can't come in
 and she wants to thank you for your love and understanding
 she needs to thank you for your honour to the soul
 it's love from someone who believed she'd need a stand in
 to tell her story let alone to live it whole
 and though it's just a thought, she says it's all we've got
 for every person there's a rhyme and a reason
 to decide to be the chosen one to stand among
 the broken ones.
 stand among the broken ones,
 stand among the broken ones...
 for every person
 may love come through
 for every person
 may love come through