When I Was A Child

When I was a child I lived all alone

All my trials I bore them alone

Sometimes I would smile but often I'd grieve

Growing up was learning to disbelieve

When I was a child there was me, there was them

They were all holy 'cause I was in sin

They were the enemy but I was the king

I was a leper until you came in

You were a messenger coming from them

They never touched me 'cause I was afraid

You came with your holy hands, your holy eyes

Blessed me with touches and touched me with eyes

I was the child of all the untouched

Lepers left over when he left the cross

But you came in darkness, incense and eyes

Blessed me with touches and touched me with eyes

I was still breathing sweet lies from a song

A saint in the evening, a leper at dawn

I carried my own day of death through the land

But you taught me to live with a secret of hands

Now growing up is learning to look at the light

You're not always wrong if you're not always right

So when it's all over, your miracle through

I'll take what you lent me and rescue you too