| Song | Let The Healing Begin |
| Artist | Joe Cocker |
| Album | Have A Little Faith |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : White | |
| I've kept it inside much to long | |
| There's no relief | |
| Carry it around just like a stone | |
| Too heavy for me | |
| I had paid the price | |
| Of standing on the outside looking in | |
| It's time to let the healing begin | |
| A boy is strung out he's going through hell | |
| His mother weeps | |
| His spirit is broken and there's nothing left | |
| Just a terrible need | |
| And the days are marked by the heaviness of the heart | |
| It never mends | |
| Until the healing begins | |
| And the tension prowls the streets like and animal | |
| The people stay behind their locks and chains | |
| It's a shame | |
| When so many are trying their best to live as one | |
| And the smoke form the fires covers the sun | |
| A young girl is lying in the dirt | |
| Her dreams ended there | |
| Caught in the crossfire on somebody's turf | |
| Hatred in the air | |
| It's a voice that never sings | |
| A winter without the spring | |
| It never ends | |
| It's time to let the healing begin | |
| It's time to let the healing begin. |
| zuo ci : White | |
| I' ve kept it inside much to long | |
| There' s no relief | |
| Carry it around just like a stone | |
| Too heavy for me | |
| I had paid the price | |
| Of standing on the outside looking in | |
| It' s time to let the healing begin | |
| A boy is strung out he' s going through hell | |
| His mother weeps | |
| His spirit is broken and there' s nothing left | |
| Just a terrible need | |
| And the days are marked by the heaviness of the heart | |
| It never mends | |
| Until the healing begins | |
| And the tension prowls the streets like and animal | |
| The people stay behind their locks and chains | |
| It' s a shame | |
| When so many are trying their best to live as one | |
| And the smoke form the fires covers the sun | |
| A young girl is lying in the dirt | |
| Her dreams ended there | |
| Caught in the crossfire on somebody' s turf | |
| Hatred in the air | |
| It' s a voice that never sings | |
| A winter without the spring | |
| It never ends | |
| It' s time to let the healing begin | |
| It' s time to let the healing begin. |
| zuò cí : White | |
| I' ve kept it inside much to long | |
| There' s no relief | |
| Carry it around just like a stone | |
| Too heavy for me | |
| I had paid the price | |
| Of standing on the outside looking in | |
| It' s time to let the healing begin | |
| A boy is strung out he' s going through hell | |
| His mother weeps | |
| His spirit is broken and there' s nothing left | |
| Just a terrible need | |
| And the days are marked by the heaviness of the heart | |
| It never mends | |
| Until the healing begins | |
| And the tension prowls the streets like and animal | |
| The people stay behind their locks and chains | |
| It' s a shame | |
| When so many are trying their best to live as one | |
| And the smoke form the fires covers the sun | |
| A young girl is lying in the dirt | |
| Her dreams ended there | |
| Caught in the crossfire on somebody' s turf | |
| Hatred in the air | |
| It' s a voice that never sings | |
| A winter without the spring | |
| It never ends | |
| It' s time to let the healing begin | |
| It' s time to let the healing begin. |