Never enough, never enough,
My love was never enough.
Gifted with an extra portion of love,
I thought I could heal all around me with love.
It never was true,
My love is not the glue!
Here I am in a broken place,
All part of a the big rat race.
Healing comes from The One True love,
His Spirit like a pure white dove.
Looking in, your healing began
All part of a greater plan.
His Love is the key,
For your hurt to flee…