You've been seen with a stiff lip; it happens to the best when the pain grips,
You've been beaten by the bell in all that you do,
You thought Hell was a place you go to, and your hell on Earth is true.

This is the healing,
Give me tears from all your bitter years,
The healing,
Salt the wounds, the healing will come soon.

You've tried to philosophise your pain, but the hurt's in your heart and not in your brain,
You could be hit by the Spirit and be made new,
You thought Heaven was a place one goes to, and this heaven on Earth is true.

This is the healing,
Give me tears from all your bitter years,
The healing,
Salt the wounds, the healing will come soon.

Raise your hands,
Raise your hands.

This is the healing,
Give me tears from all your bitter years,
The healing,
Salt the wounds, the healing will come soon,
The healing,
Give me tears from all your bitter years,
The healing, the healing,
This is the healing,
This is the healing.