Thrive

Has it's own story

Down here in the valley every puddle of mud

Comes from tears and blood

And it's so hard just to get warm

That the chill turns into despair

Will you lift me up with tender care

Will you wash me clean in the palm of your hands

Will you hold me close so I can thrive

When you touch me that's when I know I'm alive

Down here in the valley nothing's able to grow

Cause the light's too low

Folks spend their days digging around for diamonds and gold

Untill they just get old

And they don't know anything else

They don't know they're breathing bad air

But I'm tired of living like this

And my soul cries out if you're there

Will you lift me up with tender care

Will you wash me clean in the palm of your hands

Lord hold me close so I can thrive

When you touch me that's when I know I'm alive

Call me up to your side

Draw me up to your light

Let it blind me lord refine me

Refine me out of my mind

Will you lift me up with tender care

Will you wash me clean in the palm of your hands

Lord hold me close so I can thrive

When you touch me that's when I know I know I'm alive

Will you lift me up with tender care

Will you wash me clean in the palm of your hands

Lord hold me close so I can thrive

When you touch me that's when I know I'm alive

Lord lift me up with tender care

Will you wash me clean in the palm of your hands

Lord hold me close so I can thrive

When you touch me that's when I know

I know I'm alive