she walks to the table with an apron full of stains
and asks "hey sir what can I get for you today?"
I try to be polite and make nice conversation but
the foods no good she doesn't seem to even notice me here
her shoulders slumped I see her tear stained eyes head back through
the double swingin doors serving pies was not her goal in life
I leave a tip like I think Jesus would and smile
"thanks alot, have a nice day" and I'm on my way
Jesus what would You do?
can you teach me how to love like You? ohh...

I wanna give you everything
but I've got nothing of my own at all
and if I give what I have not got
will You fill me up and make me whole, yeah

I see him sittin by the side of the building near the street sign
he's got a sign saying "I will work for food"
he looks up with his glazed over eyes says
"how 'bout a dollar for a veteran, a fellow american"
empty stomach, empty mind, empty soul
have I got the time to feed him a little broken bread? no.
do I toss up a prayer as I walk on by, or give him a tract
and a weak fake smile or do I take the time to show him a little love?
don't feel like I've got anything to give, so I guess I've got nothing to lose
yeah-e-yeah

I wanna give You everything
but I've got nothing of my own at all
and if I give what I have not got
will You fill me up and make me whole

I come back a couple weeks later see the
same apron, same stains, same splint end hair pulled back
she comes near and says "hey mister, your smile picked me up
the other day, just thought I'd say thanks"
well I don't know why it takes all my effort to try yeah-e-yeah

I wanna give You everything
but I've got nothing of my own at all
and if I give what I have not got
will You fill me up and make me whole
make me whole, make me whole

she walks to the table with an apron full of stains
and asks "hey sir what can I get for you today?"