ever since i can recall
there ain’t been that much that i could change, at all;
clouds roll across the sky
january turn to april, then july,
and it don’t pause to ask me what i think.
as a child i had a puppy slept right on my bed
not so long a time and i was kissing his poor old gray-gone head;
then the first time i loved someone
such a short time and it was done
so it seems like hearts that rise are bound to sink.
from the first day i knew your name
you’ve made me grin like a fool with the things you’ve always said
and when i’m broken hearted, when the world hurts me hard,
sweet honey, you are my balm in gilead.
it’s true it’s true
what that old bible always said,
that love can lift and love can mend–
sweet honey you are my
balm in gilead.