I saw my brother the other day He came around just to say "I've dug up my guns to take daddy out" The son of a gun I said: "Hey man that's not your style" But I admit it's been a while And it's true most of us Don't keep their word All the times that I fought through I realize you've been there too But I know just what I want this time It's forgiving, forgiving, forgiving And living, and living, and living Here without you But he said "Well I've been hurt enough" You know I've never really spoken up So take my ring brush it off Don't need it no more I said: "Be careful of your heart" You know it's a work of art Remember time is allowed To clean it all up All the times that you fell through Drowning in the darkness too Now I know just what we need to do It's called forgiving, forgiving, forgiving And living, and living, and living Here without you All the tears I never knew All the hell that you put us through And I can't remember missing you Forgiving, forgiving, forgiving All the tears I never knew All the hell that you put us through I don't know if I'm capable of Forgiving, forgiving, forgiving And living, and living, and living Here without you