Men With Broken Hearts

You'll meet many just like me upon life's busy street With shoulders stooped and heads bowed down And eyes that stare in defeat or souls that live within the past Where sorrow plays all parts, where a living death is all that's left For men with broken hearts You have no right to be the judge to criticize and condemn Just think but for grace of God, it would be you instead of him One careless step a thoughtless deed and then the mystery starts And to those who weep death comes cheap These men with broken hearts Oh, so humble you should be if they come pa*sing by For it's written that the greatest men, never get too big to cry Some lose faith in love and life when sorrow shoots her darts And with hope all gone they walk alone These men with broken hearts You've never walked in that man's shoes or seen things through his eyes Or stood and watched with helpless hands while the heart inside you dies Some were paupers some were kings and some were masters of the arts But in their shame they're all the same These men with broken hearts Life sometimes can be so cruel that a heart will pray for death God why must these living dead know pain with every breath So help your brother along the road, no matter where you start For the God that made you, made them too These men with broken hearts These men with broken hearts