What happens when the words gets lost inside
When the silent tears keep falling and thoughts run dry
If I sit and hold a siddur and it's the best that I can do
If don't have the words can I still try to talk to You
I've been trying since the day I learned to read
But some days I just can't ask for what I need
And what if I'm afraid that You're not proud of what You see
If I don't have the words, can I still feel You talk to me
Maybe all You want from me is a broken heart
Maybe nothing's as complete as a broken heart
You're listening when I can't find the words
My pleas are not unseen and my voice not unheard
In the little prayer that flows from my broken heart
Can You somehow draw me close when I feel so far
Surely You who shapes my story part by part
Can hear a song that's whole from a broken heart
I'm learning that there's no one time or place
And that nobody's too small to feel Your embrace
And I am learning that You wait to hear my voice
To You it's sweet
I close my eyes and connect as I repeat
Maybe all You want from me is a broken heart
Maybe nothing's as complete as a broken heart
You're listening when I can't find the words
My pleas are not unseen and my voice not unheard
In the little prayer that flows from my broken heart
You will somehow draw me close when I feel so far
Surely You who shapes my story part by part
You can hear a song that's whole from a broken heart