Can you take all my pain? Bury it deep in the ground?
Maybe, a blooming seed of sorrow Will soon rise up out of the cold dirt And the sun and the rain might nurture it With mercy, they might not crush its fragile beauty
Can you take all my pain? Bottle up the tears and pour them in the ocean?
Maybe that is how the oceans were born From all the tears from all the people everywhere Who felt that the torrent of tears would never end Depositing that gushing flood of weeping upon the ground
Can you take all my pain? Write down all that hurts me and then set it to fire?
Watching the paper go up in a blaze And bits of it taking off in flying embers Floating its way up to the sky Maybe that is how the sun got its pizazz