I wish I could sing like Richard Manuel nthen I could make you love me nif I had a voice that cried that way nthen you'd really see nthat I could make you love me nnGod touches us in mysterious ways nand sometimes not at all nsome of us He picks up nand some of us He lets fall nsome he sits down in a room nand sends the other in nand says you two work it out nin this land of love and sin nn(chorus) nnI'll bring you things from inside nand lay then at your feet nI'll sleep with a rose of thorns non the dark end of the street nI'll call your name when you're alone nwhen it's cold provide a spark nact like a child in the morning light nand whisper in the dark nn(chorus)