Locked inside her lonely room scantily dressed in light
Hiding in her quiet tomb she sleeps there every night
And she cries while she dies silently insideSlamming doors and calm frustration
Is just her way of life
Rage with love and confrontation
Is hard to deny but she triesAnd she holds on anyway
She lights the candles one by one
Praying for the morning to comeTake away the crown of thorns she wears
Take away the hands that left her scarred
Help her find someone who really caresAnd find a secret haven for her heart
'Cause all she needs is love for real
From hands that heal, hands that healShe packs up all her courage
And she leaves her only home
Headed straight for the promise land
Where her life's not set in stoneAnd she smiles even though
She's miles and miles to go
She counts the headlights one by one
Adding up her blessings as they comeTake away the crown of thorns she wears
Take away the hands that left her scarred
Help her find someone who really caresAnd find a secret haven for her heart
'Cause all she needs is love for real
From hands that heal, hands that healHands that heal, hands that heal
She lights the candles one by one
Praying for the morning to come'Cause all she needs is love for real
From hands that heal, hands that heal
Hands that heal