There’s someone I’d like to share with you, Someone who’s dear to my heart. Someone who you’ll get along with, Who’ll be a dear friend from the start. This is a man who has opened my eyes To the wonderful feeling of love, A man who has taught the true meaning of peace From wondrous heights up above. What’s that? You don’t want him to heal you? Your wounds are too deep and too vast? The time and the patience to fix it, You know that no man would last. “The time for healing is over. I love my wounds, let me be.” But, my dear friend, He will show you. How to spread your wings and be free. Do you not see the scars on my face? On my heart, on my soul, on my mind? The wounds that I had were more fearsome than yours, Albeit of exact same in kind. I stood, long ago, where you stand right now, Trembling, alone, and afraid. I thought that perhaps I should give up on life, That for me this world wasn’t made. All the lies spread by the devil himself, “You’re a fool,...