You were born on a sunny Saturday in September
The smile on my face nineteen inches long
You could barely keep your blue eyes open
Resting in sleep beside your mom
As I held you in my hands
I held the hope of all mankind
As I held you in my hands
I smiled and prayed that we would get it right
On a Wednesday night in November
It's dark inside my head
And I turned on every light in my house
But my mind still screams, "I'm better off dead"
And the strongest thing that I could do
Was lay on the floor and think of you
And the strongest thing that I could do
Was fill my hands with thoughts of you
You have a hope for all mankind
You and every brand new life
You hold a hope for all mankind
You have the chance to make it right
What if that's what it means to be born again
That I can be something new just like you
As I held you in my hands
I held the hope of all mankind
As I held you in my hands
It taught me that I'm still alive and I can try