I've seen my yesterdays, come back to guide my way,
I let the truths I dream be or than what they seem,
But someone's got to take the pain away,
Someone's got to know the healing way.
We are as we believe victims of our own demise,
How will we know if we'll survive, if we'll survive.
So many lies, have led us all so far astray,
How will we know, when we touch the healing hand.
As light turns the dark to day,
Mysteries of our truth unfold, so touch to heal
Our very soul, let the hand take hold.
So many dreams of greatness yet to us untold,
Will only be, if we touch the healing hand,
The healing hand.
The healing ways we've known, we've let slip away,
A price in pain so high we've all had to pay,
Let the path you take, shine in your wake,
Let your touch bring hope to those on your way.
Realize, know that you are a part of everything
That's come and gone, a part of all that must go on,
All that must go on.
So many lies, have led us all so far astray,
How will we know, when we touch the healing hand,
The healing hand, the healing hand, the healing hand,
The healing hand, the healing hand, the healing hand.