Bill Osofsky songs
I see this as a crossover song, country/pop, so I'm posting two versions of it. The Country one with Jayron Weaver singing and the Pop one with Lydia Salnikova.
BIGGER THAN OURSELVES
(verse)
It's so easy feeling small
When you look out on it all
The poverty, the hopelessness, the pain
If you take it all to heart
It just may tear you apart
Make you wonder how good people could stay sane.
You watch the evening news , it makes you lose your appetite
It's all too much to swallow, but if we each just took a bite, and
(Chorus)
Just be bigger than ourselves
Reach out and find a brother
We can almost touch the stars
If we just lift up one another
'Cause we are not alone
There are others here to help
And together we're all
Bigger than ourselves
(verse)
The pour souls who still aren't free
The widespread inhumanity
The cries of voices seemingly unheard
Don't the good Lord place his trust
In each and every one of us
To carry on the meaning of his word
Just a little more from me, and a little more from you
Not a real big sacrifice, it seems the least that we can do, is
(repeat chorus)
(bridge)
Hunger, war, disease
Could all be driven to their knees
And disappear
We could put a smile
Where once a little child
Had a tear, if we'd be
(repeat chorus)
tag-Together we're all bigger than ourselves
Bill Osofsky, BMI, Al Carmichael, ASCAP copyright
BIGGER THAN OURSELVES
(verse)
It's so easy feeling small
When you look out on it all
The poverty, the hopelessness, the pain
If you take it all to heart
It just may tear you apart
Make you wonder how good people could stay sane.
You watch the evening news , it makes you lose your appetite
It's all too much to swallow, but if we each just took a bite, and
(Chorus)
Just be bigger than ourselves
Reach out and find a brother
We can almost touch the stars
If we just lift up one another
'Cause we are not alone
There are others here to help
And together we're all
Bigger than ourselves
(verse)
The pour souls who still aren't free
The widespread inhumanity
The cries of voices seemingly unheard
Don't the good Lord place his trust
In each and every one of us
To carry on the meaning of his word
Just a little more from me, and a little more from you
Not a real big sacrifice, it seems the least that we can do, is
(repeat chorus)
(bridge)
Hunger, war, disease
Could all be driven to their knees
And disappear
We could put a smile
Where once a little child
Had a tear, if we'd be
(repeat chorus)
tag-Together we're all bigger than ourselves
Bill Osofsky, BMI, Al Carmichael, ASCAP copyright
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