I often think about that boy
When I'm feeling small
And I worry that the work I do means nothing at all

Every single tear I cry is a diamond in His Hands
Every door that slams in my face I'll offer up in prayer

So I'll give every breath that I have
You can work miracles, all you need is my 'Amen'

So take my five koaves and two fishes
Do with it as You will
I surrender
Take my fears, my inhibitions
All my burdens, my ambitions
You can use it all
I hope it's not too small...