Someone's hand through these long lonely years,
Can you see this heart that's torn inside?
It is filled, it's a cup full of tears.
Too many pains, sorrows, aches, and tears,
The heart is broken, the crack is wide,
Someone's hand through these long lonely years,
The heart was screaming, yet no one hears,
It gave up, it just sat there and cried,
It is filled, it's a cup full of tears.
The storm- it settles, the sky- it clears,
Help has come, stemming the hopeless tide,
Someone's hand through these long lonely years.
Out pours the heart to these lis'ning ears,
The river runs free it's not denied,
It is filled, it's a cup full of tears,
Brightness and lightness the heart now wears,
Where want and sadness you tried to hide? ,
Someone's hand through these long lonely years,
It is filled, it's a cup full of tears.
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