That's Me

THAT'S ME
(Patrick Jason Matthews/James Otto)


The homeless man out on the street holding up the sign
The one you curse and spit on and never give a dime
Well, he's not what he at first appears to be
That's me

The small boy on the playground who never quite fits in
The one who turns the other cheek when others pick on him
You treat him like he's nothing, but you don't see
That's me

That's me, you'll find me in the strangest places
That's me, I wear a million different faces
You can never be too sure just where I'll be
But that's me

The still small voice inside that says you're not alone
The prayer that winds up answered when you thought all hope was gone
The love that lifts you up when you're on your knees
That's me

That's me, you'll find me in the strangest places
That's me, I wear a million different faces
You can never be too sure just where I'll be
But that's me

It might be at an altar
It might be on a plane
Or who knows, you might just see me
In a tiny drop of rain

That's me, you'll find me in the strangest places
That's me, I wear a million different faces
You can never be too sure just where I'll be
You might not even know it when we meet
But that's me