Let me be the eye of the storm
the quiet place where all is at rest
and movement ceases

Let me pour gold on the needy
love on the friendless
help on the helpless

The hand is empty
that will give you all you need
look at it now

I am the one who can change things
the one who makes things real
I am the one who will give you back your heart

Only you can set you free
But I will be there