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…