Heal My Heart
(Tekst: Ellen Marie Løkslid, Hallvard Høiberg, Jeffery A. Wassermann)
If this glass of wine was from the well of the blues
Then may I never get my fill
From every drop of sorrow, there will come a song of hope
Heal my heart, heal my heart, I know you will
When the cold winds of life tore a hole in my heart
Lost my belief, all hope was gone until
Every note, every tear pouring out of that guitar
Heal my heart, heal my heart, I know it will
Friend when you’re stumblin’, lost your grip, when your walls come tumblin’ down
And your glass once full suddenly spils
Taste one drop of those dreams on the tip of your tongue
It heals your heart, heals your heart, heals your heart
If this glass of wine was from the well of the blues
Then may I never get my fill
From every drop of sorrow, there will come a song of hope
Heal my heart, heal my heart, I know you will
Heal my heart, heal my heart, oh it heals!
I know it will