The Good Grief

When you need to hear a voice that isn't there And all the time you've lost hangs heavy in the air And you look around and see how far you've come And you think about the things you could've done When you're finally standing on your own two feet And you find your life that you never could have seen When you're paralyzed and feel like its the end The cracks make a way for you to begin again There are things we cannot change But there is beauty wrapped up in the pain And all these roads we can't take back There are flowers growing through the cracks It's the price of love and loss that sets us free Is this what they call the good grief? When you're standing there with your brother by your side When the time comes to give away the bride A moment ago she was just a little girl Yeah, it hurts so much to give her to the world There are things we cannot change But there is beauty wrapped up in the pain And all these roads we can't take back There are flowers growing through the cracks It's the price of love and loss that sets us free Is this what they call the good grief? Oh Wo-oh-oh Oh It's the price of love and loss that sets us free Wo-oh-oh Is this what they call the good grief? There are things we cannot change But there is beauty wrapped up in the pain And all these roads we can't take back There are flowers growing through the cracks It's the price of love and loss that sets us free Is this what they call the good grief?