It's Sunday morning in this little town
With people waking up in houses everywhere
And there's a woman in the kitchen eating breakfast all alone
While another one's putting ribbons in her children's hair
And many drive away to the church house down the street
While others stay at home wondering what they all believe
And we have more in common than we ever choose t see
We care about so many of the same things
We all belong to one Father on High
But we hardly think about is as we pass each other by
We're Sisters
Maybe you're the woman sitting in the front row
Singing praises to the lord on high
Maybe I'm the one all the way in the back row
Who hardly sings at all and isn't there half the time
And maybe you would think that we'd never get along
That I'm a hopeless cause, but you'd be wrong
And we have more in common than we ever choose to see
We care about so many of the same things
We all belong to one Father on High
Don't you think it might be time that we asked each other's names
We're Sisters
Some of us are eighty, some of us are twenty
Some of use are hungry, some of us have plenty
Some of us are lonely, but few of us would be
if we could only see that we're a family
And we have more in common than we ever choose to see
We care about so many of the same things
We all belong to the same God above
And we all have things to learn about redeeming love
We're Sisters
Let us love and lift and pray for one another
We're Sisters
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Lyrics submitted by des.