In a world of great tragedy
Full of sorrow and uncertainty
Who would be my brother?
Who would be my sister?
Who would stand by me?

When the storm rises high
And my heart is faint
Would you stay here?
When the world closes in
With nowhere else to run to
Would you stay here
And stand near?

When fingers point, a judgment passed and it's all true
Would you side and attack me along with them?
Or provide shelter and refuge?
Say, would you stand by me?