Let It Heal, Let It Hurt

Let It Heal, Let It Hurt (c) 1989 Sandy Simpson A face frowns through from a windowpane Like a sky so blue it forgot how to rain A day goes by like a thief in the night Like a hasty reply before it takes flight A day is born but the colors are gray And the faces a formed of a desperate clay And you wander alone through the statue-like crowd And you wonder who’s home, for crying out loud Sometimes to heal something must hurt Someone must feel some bruises first Let it heal, let it hurt, let it heal, let it hurt. A love runs cold that once warmed a heart Where once rivers rolled thirst soil cracks apart A life once young yearns for way back when Like rags on a rung hoping they're worn again And time slows down to a fitful rest Till you hear every beat of the heart in your breast And you think you may never live through the night But you know you will if you just hold on tight Sometimes to heal, Someone must hurt Someone must feel some bruises first Jesus says, “Let it heal, let it hurt, let it heal, let it hurt.”