WOUNDS SO DEEP

Is this the wounded sword
That is bent out of shape
By the years of battle
Correcting our mistakes?

Is this the battered shield
So worn out from the years
Of constant protection
From attacks by our fears?

CHORUS

The wounds are still so deep
But our love we must keep
Lay down our war and reach
To each other for peace.


Could this be the armor
That we use to stay alive
To cover our weakness
That we still have to hide?

How about the head mask
That protected our eyes
From the constant deceit
From those we thought were wise?

CHORUS



Have we laid down weapons
To try to stop our fight?
Lets try another way
To make it through the night.

Now its just two of us
Trying to do what's right
How about if we talk
And hold on to love tight?

I'm talking about peace
In the Middle East