Ooh,
sticks and stones may break my bones,
but words have often killed me.
Like an arrow shot straight through my heart,
it's a wound that just won't heal.
Well, I wish my heart wasn't broken.
I cannot speak what's been spoken,
so I cry, my God,
how could it come to this?
Why can't we live and love, forgive each other,
heal the hurt,
reach out to your brother,
live and love,
soon we'll discover the joy
we can give if only we live and love.
I think again what might have been,
but not much lasts forever.
With lessons learned and bridges burned,
there are hearts that just won't heal.
Well, I'm not sure where I am going.
When one door closes,
another one opens,
and life goes on,
but it had to come to this.
Why can't we live and love, forgive each other,
heal
the hurt,
reach out to your brother,
live and love, soon we'll
discover
the joy we can give if only we live and love.
We don't have to see it eye to eye to make this world a better place.
Just take a look down deep inside,
and maybe we can find a little grace to live.
Oh, just live and love, soon we'll
discover the joy we can give if only we live and love.