I Can
(Kirk Franklin)
Look into my heart and you will see
Pieces of a broken man
Behind the music there’s an empty space
That no one seems to understand
Imagine how it feels to be so down
You cannot hear a melody
Imagine how it feels to look in the mirror
And never like what you see
CHORUS
Who can make my dark clouds brighter
Who can take my broken spirits higher
Who can love me like I really need to be loved
I hear a quiet voice say, “I can”
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