The Hurting Time

To everything there is a purpose
To every blade of grass
And every leaf on every tree
Every livin' thing will surely
Come to pass
And what will be will be
That's when the hurtin' time begins
All the things you never said
Or didn't have the strengh to say
And everything everything you ever did
That time won't ever wash away
Fears that you've been livin' with
Gonna lift the chains
Fears that you've been livin' with
Runnin' down your face
Runnin' down your face
Let's when the hurtin' time begins
So tell me what the day brings
Has it lost it's thrill
Are you still searching
Hoping for that space to fill
Everything you turn to
Is like a mirror on the shelf
And the only one you're blaming is yourself
Don't giving no more than having started
Having none or runnin' pray then now
A million little deaths you 've died
The times that you've been crucified
The more you've loved and lost and tried
And still could not be satisfied
When will you be satisfied
When will you be satisfied
Not till not till not till yeah yeah yeah
Not till the hurtin' time begins
Untill like last years
Not till the hurtin' time begins
Ye,ye,ye, ye,ye....
Da,da,da,da,da....