To the one holding the needle To the one holding the knife To the one who feels invisible And lost the light inside those eyes To the one stuck in the balance Between hopelessness and life There is room at the Cross for you There is room at the altar There is room at the pew There is room at the table A place for me and for you It's not about being someone else There's healing in being true There is room at the Cross for you To the one holding the bottle To the one holding the band To the one lost in the vapors Of working hard to please fake friends To the one who seeks acceptance From the fickleness of men There's room at the Cross for you There is room at the altar There is room at the pew There is room at the table A place for me and for you It's not about being someone else There's healing in being true There is room at the Cross for you Though millions have come There's still room for one Though millions have come There's still room for one Though millions have come There's still room for one Though millions have come There's still room for one There is room at the altar There is room at the pew There is room at the table A place for me and for you It's not about being someone else There's healing in being true There is room at the Cross for you There is room at the Cross for you There is room at the Cross for you