A little bit of kindness

Описание: Verse 1
She learned the pavement’s alphabet by heart,
Names of alleys, whispers of the dark.
Her coat was thin, her pockets held yesterday,
A tired halo and a world that turned away.
Faces passing like seasons, no one stayed,
Hands that promised warmth then walked away.
Her smile was patched with cracks and quiet fears—
She counted out the days with hollow tears.

Pre-Chorus
When the nights pressed close and hope grew small,
She thought the world was finished, thought she’d fall.

Chorus
Then a hand — just a hand — reached out in the rain,
A voice said gently, “Would you like to start again?”
A little bit of kindness, a room, a simple meal,
One warm touch of mercy taught her how to heal.
A little bit of kindness turned the dark to light,
One quiet yes became the rest of her life.

Verse 2
He’d watched her shadow fade for endless days,
Seen the hungry become a hard, blank gaze.
He gave a key, a towel, a steady plate,
A safe small room where fear could dissipate.
Hot water washed the winter off her skin,
A cup of soup where new days could begin.
She slept like someone who’d been given back time,
Woke to a mirror that no longer lied.

Pre-Chorus
She learned to laugh with food inside her bones,
She read the sky like pages in a book of home.

Chorus
Then a hand — just a hand — reached out in the rain,
A voice said gently, “Would you like to start again?”
A little bit of kindness, a room, a simple meal,
One warm touch of mercy taught her how to heal.
A little bit of kindness turned the dark to light,
One quiet yes became the rest of her life.

Bridge
Years stitched up the edges of those old, raw nights,
She traded fear for purpose, rags for a fight.
From shelter steps to schoolroom chalk and care,
She learned to hold the broken, learned to answer prayer.
Now she walks the streets with steady, careful hands,
A voice for children wrapped in worn-out plans.
Where someone once looked away, she stands to see,
Because one small mercy taught her how to be.

Chorus (final)
Remember: a hand — just a hand — can change the rain,
A voice that whispers, “Start,” can lift the heaviest pain.
A little bit of kindness — a room, a meal, a light —
Can turn a life of endings into one that’s bright.
A little bit of kindness, and the world rewrites,
One quiet yes can carry someone through the night.

Outro (spoken, soft)
Just a hand. Just a meal. Just a room.
A little bit of kindness is a miracle in bloom.