Perspective (With Audio)

I met a man,

With the whole world in hands

A dirty face

And ragged clothes

Worn out shoes

And no place to go

He gave me the shirt 

Straight from his back

I met a child

So beautiful and bright

No dad in sight

She knew what was right

In the world

She told me to smile

There’s always a new day

I met a boy

So sensitive inside

Didn’t like football

Or rough-housing 

with the guys

He looked up with his blue eyes

I met a man,

With the whole world in hands

A dirty face

And ragged clothes

Worn out shoes

And no place to go

The King of his own destiny

The ruler of it all