If I Could Touch You

If I could touch you, I’d hear your broken palms.

If I could hold you in my arms, I’d hear the soft breeze to caress
Your weary arms, I’d call a moonbeam to dispel this darkest night
If I could touch you, I would.

If I could hear you, your words of anguish,

If you’ll just whisper in my ear the sadness weighing down your heart
That no man sees, if you just call me, I would sing
Of flaming hope
If I could hear you, I would.

Refrain:
Long have I waited for you to hear my cry
Long have I waited for you to answer my plea
What you do to your brethren, you do it for me
I am in the brokenness and woundedness of man

(Repeat 1 and 2 w/ counterpoint)

COUNTERPOINT
Yes, you can hear me
I’m in the least of your brethren, im in the weak and small
I need your hands to bear, my weary arms
I need your touch to heal my wounded palms

Yes you can hear me

I’m in the least of your brethren I’m in the weak and small
I need your hands to bear, my weary arms
I need your touch to heal my wounded palms
Yes you can hear me

Yes you can touch me.