Out on a lonesome road
I met a lonely man
He said he had a vision
Of master plan

It doesn't take your eyes
To look inside the soul
And you will reap the harvest
Of the seeds you sow

And if you take my hand
You'll understand

Visions of time yet to be... when!
Millions of tears make us see

And as he speaks his words
It occurs to me
That with an open mind
Even the blind can see
He only spoke of truth
And of a giving way
And then he closed his eyes
Began to pray:

"God give your guiding hand
Help them understand"

Visions of things that we've done
Visions of war never won
Visions of wrong put to right
Visions of dark turned to light

I can see!

Visions of time yet to be... when!
Millions of tears make us see
Visions of life yet to live
Visions of love but to give

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