Peter Bradley Adams - Gather Up lyrics

Gather up in the arms of your pity the sick, the depraved, the desperate, the tired all the scum of out weary city gather up in the arms of your love those who expect no love from above I ask you this, which way to turn I ask youthis, which sin to bear which crown to put upon my hair I do not know, I do not know I wait to take the hand of love, with every one you gather up I wait to take the hand of love, come every one, come gather up there's lonely people in the lonely night they grab a lonely dream and they hold it tight there's lonely people in the lonely day who work to sit their dream away so I ask you this, which way to turn I ask you this, which sin to bear which crown to put upon my hair I do not know, I do not know I wait to take the hand of love, with every one you gather up I wait to take the hand of love, come every one, come gather up won't you gather in your arms, gather in your arms