As one grow older there is a few lessons we learn along the way. Simple things, call them tricks of the trade, that makes life just a little easier. Skills like never to ask a woman if she’s pregnant, even when she in labour. Or never going to bed mad. Or what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.
Or the fact that no matter how it hurts today, time will make it better. Not whole again, just better, more bearable.
For Only Time can heal a sad, broken heart. As sung by Enya.