The Wounded The Hurt

There comes a time to forgive To let the weight off and just live It’s when you got to make the choice to carry on When all is said and all is done

There comes a time to forget A time we thought we’d never get Sometimes it’s better just to leave it all behind Out of sight and out of mind

Oh We raise a glass for new beginnings Leaving whatever we were Oh And very soon you’ll hear us singing We might be wounded and hurt, but we made it our past it’s our choice To stay or carry on

What is gone is gone All is said and all is sung No doubt you left a scar in trying to be free Not thinking how it was to me