[Intro — fingerpicked acoustic guitar, soft fiddle, male vocal: “Mmm… mmm…”] [Verse 1] Down at St. Mary’s, they warned me at the door, Said, “Chaplain, that old man will curse you to the floor.” There was anger in the hallway, a breakfast tray thrown wide, But beneath the bitter thunder, I heard something deep inside. [Pre-Chorus] They saw a man to fear, I saw a soul in pain, So I knelt beside his bedside And I listened to the rain. [Chorus] I heard you, brother, I heard your hungry heart, I saw the man behind the anger, I saw the wounded part. With warm water and mercy, I washed the hurt away, And God was softly teaching me how love can light the way. Ooo… I heard you with my heart, Mmm… that’s where healing starts. [Verse 2] His hands had known the sorrow that nobody wants to know, He felt dirty, tired, and lonely, with nowhere left to go. So I brought him fresh clean water, then a warm and simple meal, And the man they called the meanest slowly started to heal. [Pre-Chorus] He said, “How come no one showed me? How come no one cared?” Sometimes the smallest kindness Is the greatest answer prayed. [Chorus] I heard you, brother, I heard your hungry heart, I saw the man behind the anger, I saw the wounded part. With warm water and mercy, I washed the hurt away, And God was softly teaching me how love can light the way. Ooo… I heard you with my heart, Mmm… that’s where healing starts. [Bridge — stripped back, piano and acoustic guitar] They saw an old man fading, I saw a mountain king, A skier of the high white slopes, With stories worth remembering. They listened with their ears, But God said, “Listen deeper, son— See the glory in the broken, Till My healing work is done.” [Final Chorus — full band, fiddle and steel guitar lift, harmonies] I heard you, brother, I heard your hungry heart, I saw the man behind the anger, I saw the wounded part. With warm water and mercy, I washed the hurt away, And God was softly teaching me how love can light the way. Ooo… I heard you with my heart, Mmm… that’s where healing starts. [Outro — soft acoustic guitar, fiddle fading] So when God speaks in a still small voice, Will you hear what He has started? Listen with your heart, Listen with your heart… Mmm…
