The Healing Kind

Starin’ out the window at the sinkin’ sun

Another painful day is done

If I could convince myself I was over you now

I’d find a way to go on somehow

But the pain just grows stronger every day

I think of you and I’m on my way

Down memory lane with your hand in mine

Guess I’m just not the healing kind

Another December and the cold wind blows

And nights without you are so long

I stare at our picture through the firelight’s glow

And where you are right now I just don’t know

But the pain just grows stronger every day

I think of you and I’m on my way

Down memory lane with your hand in mine

Guess I’m just not the healing kind

Guess I’m just not the healing kind