If I Could Touch Your Robe

If I could touch your road, would you see somebody like me?
Would the broken parts inside me finally be free?
Every step felt like forever, every breath a silent prayer.
Then I reached through all the shadows,
And somehow you were there.
The world stood still around me when your mercy called my name,
And the hurt I carried for so long was never quite the same.
You still see the ones forgotten,