When I was a child I lived all alone All my trials I bore them alone Sometimes I would smile but often I'd grieve Growing up was learning to disbelieve
When I was a child there was me, there was them They were all holy 'cause I was in sin They were the enemy but I was the king I was a leper until you came in
You were a messenger coming from them They never touched me 'cause I was afraid You came with your holy hands, your holy eyes Blessed me with touches and touched me with eyes
I was the child of all the untouched Lepers left over when he left the cross But you came in darkness, incense and eyes Blessed me with touches and touched me with eyes
I was still breathing sweet lies from a song A saint in the evening, a leper at dawn I carried my own day of death through the land But you taught me to live with a secret of hands
Now growing up is learning to look at the light You're not always wrong if you're not always right So when it's all over, your miracle through I'll take what you lent me and rescue you too