Softly these fields
they sing their melody to me
Teaching with a heart
that seems sincere
And I could use a thousand words
but never could compete
With the message
that I know is written there
It's written everywhere
And the hand of the mercy maker
Painted it on the sky
And the hand of the mercy maker
Left enough tracks to find
I fumble with the thoughts
I have to try and make some sense
Of the useless drivel
I've been letting fly
But I can't form the answers
to the questions that I fence
I cannot build
the truth out of a lie
but I don't have to try
And the hand of the mercy maker
Painted it on the sky
And the hand of the mercy maker
Left enough tracks to find
Well you can try religion
you can try another church
But you can't fake
what isn't in your heart
What you don't see
'cause you been looking elsewhere
on your search
Is that love has been the answer
from the start
from the very start
And the hand of the mercy maker
Painted it on the sky
And the hand of the mercy maker
Left enough tracks to find
And the hand of the mercy maker
Painted it on the sky
And the hand of the mercy maker
Left enough tracks to find