Normals: Everything

She walks to the table
With an apron full of stains and asks
"Hey sir, what can I get for you today?"
I try to be polite, make nice conversation
But the food's no good
She doesn't even seem to notice me here
Her shoulders slumped
I see her tear stained eyes head back
Through the double swinging doors
Serving pies was not her goal in life
I leave a tip like I think Jesus would and smile
"Thanks a lot, have a nice day"
And I'm on my way
Jesus, what would You do?
Can You teach me how to love like You?

I wanna give You everything
But I've got nothing of my own at all
And if I give what I have not got
Will You fill me up and make me whole

I see him sitting by the side of the building near the street sign
He's got a sign saying "I will work for food"
He looks up with his glazed over eyes, says
"How 'bout a dollar for a veteran, a fellow American"
Empty stomach, empty mind, empty soul
Have I got the time to feed him a little broken bread?
No
Do I toss up a prayer as I walk on by
Or give him a tract and a weak fake smile
Or do I take the time to show him a little love?
Don't feel like I've got anything to give
So I guess I've got nothing to lose
Yeaahhh

I wanna give Youe verything
But I've got nothing of my own at all
And if I give what I have not got
Will You fill me up and make me whole

I come back a couple weeks later
See the same apron, same stains, same split end hair pulled back
She comes near and says
"Hey mister, your smile picked me up the other day
Just thought I'd say thanks"
Well I don't know why
It takes all my effort to try
Yeaahhh

I wanna give You everything
But I've got nothing of my own at all
And if I give what I have not got
Will You fill me up and make me whole
Make me whole
Make me whole

She walks to the table
With an apron full of stains and asks
"Hey sir, what can I get for you today?"