If only we'd known better
That our friendship was breaking.
The foundation we built it on
is now tumbling and shaking.

A roaring ocean of sadness
poured from both our lips.
We burdened us with waves
it crashed us into bits.

You gave me your burdens
and I carried them to set you free.
They were gifts I wanted
but didn't necessarily need.

We wanted to heal us
but instead we ripped us apart.
Instead of healing wounds,
We gave us more scars.

I tried to heal you
with a needle and some thread.
And I thought I could fix you
when you needed God instead.

We gave each other a lot
but not all of it was good.
Our friendship was a tipped scale
I think we knew it would.

I can't balance you
like you can't balance me.
If we keep our strings so tangled up
we will never be free.

I still love you
and I know you do me.
But I just can't heal you
like God can for eternity.