The wet concrete, brought me to my knees,
as these two strong hands came to me.
They told me stories of youth, and how to be free.
I swear to God, those hands saved me.
Whisper my love, this old heart will grow strong.
Whisper my love, this old heart will grow strong.
I sat beneath the trees, the ground below me.
When along came these, these two feet.
They taught me to stand, but failed to climb.
Have you ever had feet, bring goosebumps to you'r spine.
Whisper my love this old heart will grow strong.
Whisper my love this old heart will grow strong.
Oh my soul, oh my heart, oh my feet
Oh my soul, oh my heart, oh my feet
Whisper my love this old heart will grow strong.
Whisper my love this old heart will grow strong.
Oh my soul, oh my heart, oh my feet
Oh my soul, oh my heart, oh my feet
Oh my soul, oh my heart, oh my feet
Oh those nights, oh that rain, oh those streets.