The Second Mile

Yeah, yeah

A single mom on the back row
At a church outside of town
No one sits down beside her
Her kids, they're kind of loud
She never misses a Sunday
Ahe does the best she can
And faith gives her
The strength she needs to stand

It's Monday morning
Her telephone rings
When she finally answers
Well, I begin to speak
My kids they know your kids
From Sunday school, they say
We wanted to know
Can your kids come and play

The second mile
May be as simple as a smile
For a brokenhearted mother
Or a fatherless child
The second mile
Well, it starts with just one step
And with the Father's help
We learn how to give ourselves
And go the second mile
Go the second mile

You pass his house every evening
He sits there all alone
She was right there beside him
And now she's dead and gone
Well, he was 85 last Monday
But there were no balloons or cake
What a difference
Some time with you could make

The Second mile
Could be as simple as a smile
For a brokenhearted husband
Who's been alone for awhile
The second mile
Well, it starts with just one step
With the Father's help
We learn how to give ourselves

The greatest love that ever was
We walked the longest road
And when His Spirit lives in us
We know that we must go
The Second Mile, the Second Mile
The Second Mile, the Second Mile

The Second Mile
It starts with just one step
And with the Father's help
We learn how to give of ourselves
Oh, with the Father's help
We learn to give of ourselves
Oh, with the Father's help
We learn how to give of ourselves
And go the second mile, oh-oh...
Go the second mile

My kids they know your kids
From Sunday School they say
The second mile
How was 85 last Monday
But there were no balloons or cake
The second mile