The Girl With The Weight Of The World In Her Hands Lyrics

she won't recover from her losses	
she's not chosen this path
but she watches who it crosses
maybe move to the right
maybe move to the left
so we can all see her pain she wears 
like a banner on her chest
and we all say it's sad
and we think it's a shame
and she's called to our attention
but we do not call her name
the girl with the weight 
of the world in her hands

cause we're busy with our happiness
and busy with our plans
i wonder if alone she wants it 
taken from her hands
but if things didn't keep getting harder
she might miss her sacred chance 
to go a consecrated martyr
the girl with the weight 
of the world in her hands

i wonder which saint 
that lives inside a bead
will grant her consolation 
when she counts upon her need
it makes us all angry 
though we feign to care
but who will be the scale 
to weigh the cross she has to bear
the girl with the weight 
of the world in her hands

is the glass half-full or empty
i ask her as i fill it
she said it doesn't really matter
pretty soon you're bound to spill it
with the half logic language 
of the sermon she delivers
and the way she smiles so knowingly 
at me gives me the shivers
i pull the blanket higher 
when i'm finally safe at home
and she'll take a hundred with her
but she always sleeps alone
the girl with the weight 
of the world in her hands

i wonder which saint 
that lives inside a bead
will grant her consolation 
when she counts upon her need
it makes us all angry 
though we feign to care
but who will be the scale 
to weigh the cross she has to bear
the girl with the weight 
of the world in her hands

words and music emily saliers
copyright 1990 godhap music (bmi)