Healing to Do by William Elliott Whitmore Lyrics

My soul was achin’
My hands were weak
My heart, my heart was breakin’
My mouth could not speak

But times can change
And hopefully, we can too
This world is strange
I guess we’ve all got healing to do

Well, I played my cards the best I could
And I came by it honestly
And worrying ‘bout the past never did no good
What’s gone is gone, is gone, you see

No one can know just what
We’ve been through
Yeah it goes to show
We’ve all got some healing to do

Now my soul is hangin’ in
And my hands are strong
And I know I could fall again
But for now, for now, I’m holdin' on
Times can change
And I hope that I can too
This world is strange
I guess we’ve all got some healing to do
This world is strange
I guess we’ve all got some healing to do