Wounded One
Wounded One How can you love me Love me still I see you as if you stepped off the cross In the moment of your death Covered with wounds And with bloodied feet You walk on these stones to comfort me And your wounded hands Wipe away my tears And the salt water must sting the cuts in your hands But you pick me up and you spin me around and you dance with me till I laugh again And you hold my hand with your wounded one and you place my hand on the hole in your side And I see what you did and I see how you suffered And your eyes never left me since the moment you saved me How do you have so much love and compassion how do you see me still How do you have so much love and compassion for all my little falls How do you look through a haze of pain and see only my own How do you kneel on those wounded knees to meet my downcast eyes How do you have so much love ...