she walks to the table with an apron full of stains and asks "hey sir what can I get for you today?" I try to be polite and make nice conversation but the foods no good she doesn't seem to even notice me here her shoulders slumped I see her tear stained eyes head back through the double swingin doors serving pies was not her goal in life I leave a tip like I think Jesus would and smile "thanks alot, have a nice day" and I'm on my way Jesus what would you do? can you teach me how to love like You? ohh... CHORUS: I wanna give you everything but I've got nothing of my own at all and if I give what I have not got will You fill me up and make me whhooolleee yeah I see him sittin by the side of the building near the street sign he's got a sign saying "I will work for food" he looks up with his glazed over eyes says "how 'bout a dollar for a veteran, a fellow american" empty stomach, empty mind, empty soul have I got the time to feed him a little broken bread? no. do I toss up a prayer as I walk on by, or give him a tract and a weak fake smile or do I take the time to show him a little love? don't feel like I've got anything to give, so I guess I've got nothing to lose yeah-e-yeah CHORUS I come back a couple weeks later see the same apron, same stains, same splint end hair pulled back she comes near and says "hey mister, your smile picked me up the other day, just thought I'd say thanks" well I don't know why it takes all my effort to try-y-y yeah-e-yeah CHORUS make me whole, make me whhhoooollleee she walks to the table with an apron full of stains and asks "hey sir what can I get for you today?"