Used to be one of them Prayer in heart and bible in hand Standing in the crowd screaming aloud He touched my hand don't you understand I used to believe a lot of things Thought that if you did those things That you were far away from any angel's wings And closer to hell then I'll ever tell But I am not better I'm just a beggar like you And I'm no healer I'm no savior, just looking for the truth Love is not something you understand But I'm learning to love the holes in your hands The holes in your clothes, the hurt nobody knows I'm learning to love you all over again I love you but I sure I hate the bottle I love you but I could do without the E It's not easy for you I can see It's not so easy for you I can see But I'm not better I'm just beggar like you And I'm no healer I'm no savior, just looking for the truth He knew what He was talking about When He said I do all the things that I wish not I'd feed you but I'm so hungry you see I'd clothe you but we're all swimming in the same naked sea I'd lead you, but I just want to be led And I'd love you, and that's enough said