The Healing Kind Testo

Starin? out the window at the sinkin? sun Another painful day is done If I could convince myself I was over you now I?d find a way to go on somehow But the pain just grows stronger every day I think of you and I?m on my way Down memory lane with your hand in mine Guess I?m just not the healing kind Another December and the cold winds blow And nights without you are so long I stare at our picture through the firelight?s glow And where you are right now I just don?t know And the pain just grows stronger every day I think of you and I?m on my way Down memory lane with your hand in mine Guess I?m just not the healing kind Guess I?m just not the healing kind