I heard a place not too far from here, is handing out answers
About why we are here, and it’s a small town in a small world
And the congregation’s small too, but somehow I think they’re telling the truth
And in the same small town there is a girl
She’s a good looker but she’s mad at the world
And she’s wondering about tomorrow and why she’s here
She’s sick and tired of using her sleeves to wipe her tears

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And oh oh, you can tell by the look that’s in her eyes
She’s not that well, she’s wishing someone would close their eyes
And picture this for just a moment to theirselves

And oh, at least that’s what they say
She sits alone, she’s a re-run queen
The sun shines through her window, enough to make out her figurine
The neighbors look at her strange, ‘cos she’s lived there her whole life
And they still don’t know her name, she likes to keep to herself
‘Cos she can’t find nobody else

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And oh, at least that’s what they say, yeah, that’s what they say
And oh, at least that’s what they say, yeah, what they say
I don’t care what they say
I don’t care what they say
I don’t care, no...

She wonders through the town, to find this place she’s heard about
Thinking maybe they can figure out what’s wrong
And oh, they greet her with a smile, saying they’ve been waiting for quite some while
Just to let her know she’s worth more that she’s ever dreamed of
And her heart opens wide, and for the first time in her life
She feels the touch of Jesus deep inside
And oh, she wonders what went wrong, in a town where nothing’s going on
And thinks of all the others that she knows
And she said, wanna leave out her name, no

Written by Trevor McNevan, Steve Augustine, & Joel Bruyere ©2004 Thirsty Moon River Publishing (ASCAP) / TeeRawk Music (ASCAP/SOCAN) / Pockethood Publishing (ASCAP/SOCAN) / Spinning Audio Vortex (BMI) / WhatTheWhat Music Publishing (BMI/SOCAN)