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?