You'll meet many just ike me upon life's busy street
With shoulders stooped and heads bowed down and eyes that
stare in defeat
Or souls that live within the past where sorrow plays all
parts
Where a living death is all that's left for men with broken
hearts
You have no right to be the judge to criticize and condemn
Just think but for grace of God it would be you instead of
him
One careless step a thoughtless deed and then the mistery
starts
And to those who weep death comes cheap these men with
broken hearts
Oh so humble you should be if they come passing by
For it's written that the greatest men never get too big to
cry
Some lose faith in love and life when sorrow shoots her
darts
And with hope all gone they walk alone these men with
broken hearts
You've never walked in that man's shoes or seen things
through his eyes
Or stood and watched with helpless hands while the heart
inside you dies
Some were beggers some were kings and some were masters of
the arts
But in their shame they're al the same these men with
broken hearts
Life sometimes can be so cruel that a heart will pray for
death
God why must these living dead know pain with every breath
So help your brother along the road no matter where you
start
For the God that made you made them too these men with
broken hearts
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