I used to wish that I could rewrite history I used to dream that each mistake would be erased Then I could just pretend I never knew the 'me' back then I used to pray that you would take this shame away Hide all the evidence of whd I've been But it's the memory of the place You've brought me from that keeps me on my knees even though I'm free Heal the wound but leave the scar A reminder of how merciful You are I am broken, torn apart Take the pieces of this heart Heal the wound but leave the scar
