I’ve never been inside your barroom
It’s the first time I’ve tasted your wine
Someone said that wine numbs a memory
But her memory is stronger than wine
On the wall there’s a mirror before me
Reflecting what she made of me
A sad looking face and tears now replace
The man that I used to be
The genuine healer is time
And if I can hold onto my mind
And place what’s left of my heart in the hands
Of the genuine healer of time
The darkness in here tells the story
Of many a heartbroken man
The hands on the clock never linger
But they move as slow as they can
Now I know the whiskey won’t help me
And I find there’s no comfort in wine
There’s only one thing that is stronger
It’s the genuine healer of time
