Lyrics

There's a quiet place on a busy street
where the city trains and the buses meet
anyone can walk right in
lonely people can find a friend and
beggers sit with businessmen
Where we lay our burdens down we're all on level ground

Chorus:
We come with our broken hearts, battered dreams and hopes
bound by the bonds we share of children gone and growing up
love lost, tragedies, memories of Christmas eves
We laugh, we cry, sometimes we grieve--

There's a lady that we all know
who always sits on the second row
She lost her husband and her child
She's been here for quite awhile and
always has the sweetest smile
When you ask her how she is ,
she always sings God's praise

She says, I come with my broken heart, battered dreams and hopes
Bound by the bonds we share of children gone and growing up
Love lost, tragedies, memories of Christmas Eves,
I've been through the fire, but
God is still good to me.

There are gentle giants who walk by faith
and talk about the way God's grace
has led them through the years.
And some of us hve just begun
to see the light of God's own Son
He's the reason that we meet
at the little church on a busy street.

We come with our broken hearts, battered dreams and hopes
bound by the bonds we share of children gone and growing up
Love lost, tragedies, memories of Christmas Eves
We're bound by our love and the Truth that we believe


c2005 Jennifer Ann Moore