Just as pupils shrink when exposed to large amounts of light
Hearts grow hard when feeling joy without first persisting through the night
For this reason I must soldier on, though weary, through these days
Praying that one day I may understand His higher ways

Maybe one day I will come to know why
Flowers are planted to probably grow and certainly die

Maybe one day I will understand how
This disease of numbness my God can watch and allow

Maybe one day I will learn to love who
I have become because of the nightmares I've lived through

Just as torrential winds force trees to grow into resilience
Hearts grow strong while waiting through the endless night for deliverance
I prayed for so long to be strengthened and that things would be alright
Now I just wish callouses weren't necessary to prove I endured the fight