Lyric

This body works without a word

Moves for me breathes for me unheard

Never asking never loud

So I may simply be unbowed

What can I offer in return

A little care a quiet yearn

In the warmth of chosen food

I stir my thanks in gratitude

Till the day my life is done

I'll walk with this body one to one

From my table I'll try to show

A love that speaks soft and slow

What can I offer in return

A little care a quiet yearn

In the warmth of chosen food

I stir my thanks in gratitude

Season's gifts the scent of earth

Hands that raised this quiet worth

Simple meals but full and true

Daily acts of care I do

What can I offer in return

A little care a quiet yearn

In the warmth of chosen food

I stir my thanks in gratitude