People keep on asking me Why is there so much pain you see? I do what's right, I always care But no one's ever truly there I've got a heart that's kind and true Still troubles come, out of the blue While those who lie and cheat and scheme Get all the things I only dream Why do the wicked live so well While I feel trapped inside this shell? I only give, I never take Yet everything begins to break Then others ask: Why no one's found A cure to turn this world around? Why just delay, why medicate Instead of stopping all this hate? But listen now, I'll tell you clear The truth will echo in your ear There was a man, in days gone by Who healed the sick, who heard the cry He helped the weak with gentle grace And asked for nothing in their place He touched the hearts of those in pain He stretched his hand through loss and rain But what reward did he receive? A public No, hard to believe There was a man, long time ago Who made the blind and crippled go He healed the sick, the small and frail But in the end, they made him fail With endless love, he gave them all He lifted up those doomed to fall Yet crowds betrayed him, loud and strong They chose Barabbas chose the wrong And from the ones he helped to live He heard the words they'd never give They threw him stones, they turned their face And nailed pure love in public place