She walks to the table with an apron full of stains and asks
Hey sir, what can I get for you tod-ay

So I be polite and make nice conversation but the food's no good
She doesn't even seem to notice me here

Her shoulders slumped I see her tear stained eyes head back, through the double swinging doors serving pies was not, her g-oal in life

I leave a tip like I think Jesus would and smile, thanks a lot have a nice day, and I'm on my w-ay

Jesus what would You do
Can You teach me how to love like Y-ou o-oh

~Chorus~
I wanna give You everything
But I've got nothing of my own at a-ll
And if I give what I have not got
Will You fill me up and make me wh-ole

Y-eah

I see him sitting 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 about 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 l-ove

Don't feel like I've got anything to give
So I guess I've got nothing to l-ose
Y-eah y-eah

~Chorus~

I come back a couple weeks later
See the, same apron same stains same split 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

And I don't know why
It takes all my effort to tr-y
Y-eah y-eah

~Chorus~
Make me wh-ole
(2X)

She walks to the table with an apron full of stains and asks
Hey sir, what can I get for you today