Keeper ask to borrow from br The ones who could not give br Streetlight lit one thousand lives br Of those who cannot live br The thinning line of unhappiness that duth keep us all we find br Forgiving now to overflow from br The times we cross that line br br Like the way hope only ever gives to those who need. br Like forgiveness only comes to those who have suffered enough. br Like the ache inside this heart that hurts br That never wanted much br The way the one inside you reach is hurting to be touched.