Life has a way of beating down
The people who are trying hard
To be the people that they were meant to be
And normally I'd be the one
To pull them up when they are down
But lately life's been beating down on me
Maybe that's just it
Maybe that's the irony
That pain is where our joy can become real
Maybe that's just it
Maybe that's the mystery
That the broken can help the broken learn to heal
I've been comforting and giving help
To everybody but myself
And now I need someone to comfort me
Ashamed to feel my own distress
I try to hide my brokenness
But who can comfort what they cannot see?
Maybe that's just it
Maybe that's the irony
That pain is where our joy can become real
Maybe that's just it
Maybe that's the mystery
That the broken can help the broken learn to heal
You may find me weak
And I may find you're not so strong
We may both be weathered
But together we'll find the strength to carry on
Maybe that's just it
Maybe that's the irony
That pain is where our joy can become real
Maybe that's just it
Maybe that's the mystery
That the broken can help the broken learn to heal
That the broken can help the broken learn to heal
That the broken can help the broken learn to heal