I was driving to Damascus when a sandstorm rose   The road disappeared and the axle froze   I was low on gas and lower on hope   I covered my eyes and I felt for the rope      The wind was howling and the air it stung   I breathed in dust and it burned my lungs   And through the dust a driver came   Small and twisted and his face was plain      He said love them all   All that you need when your heart is small   Love them all   You're gonna find them when they fall      It was not hard to make him out   He simply spoke while I had to shout   He asked me where you driving child?   His voice was clear but his eyes were wild      I said I'm going to the city   To meet the high and proud   And let them know that anger   Is the nature of the crowd      He said love them all   All that you need when your heart is small   Love them all   You're gonna find them when they fall      Love them all   All that you need when your heart is small   Love them all   You're gonna find them when they fall      He said your words are lost on the dead   When you belong to them   Once I was dead and I knew the words   Of those dry and hollow men      And he took the rope and he hitched me up   Freed me from the dust   And he helped me round the pilgrims up   And lead them to the bus      He said love them all   All that you need when your heart is small   Love them all   You're gonna find them when they fall      Love them all   All that you need when your heart is small   Love them all   You're gonna find them when they fall      Love them all   All that you need when your heart is small   Love them all   You're gonna find them when they fall