One hand,
Reaches out...
And pulls a lost soul from harm,
While a thousand more...
Go unspoken for.
They say what good have you done,
By saving just this one...
It's like whispering a prayer...
In the fury of a storm.

And I hear them saying you'll never change things...
And no matter what you do it's still the same thing.
But it's not the world that I am changing,
I do this so this world will know...
That it will not change me

This heart,
Still believes...
That love and mercy still exist.
While all the hatreds rage and so many say,
That love is all but pointless in madness such as this...
It's like trying to stop a fire
With the moisture from a kiss...

And I hear them saying you'll never change things...
And no matter what you do it's still the same thing.
But it's not the world that I am changing,
I do this so this world will know...
That it will not change me.

© Garth Brooks, The Change