We're all looking for direction,

Who to be and where to go.

When the answer to life's question,

Was carved in flesh

Two thousand years ago.

It's on His feet

And on His hands,

Where the nails met

The Son of God and Man.

It's on His side

And on His head,

Where the Savior of the world

Was pierced and bled.

For every soul,

Yours and mine,

Trapped behind sins lonely bars

The answer to this life

Is written in the scars.

It's written in the scars.

There is laughter in the crying,

There is life there in the tomb.

There is living in the dying,

There is healing, there is healing in the wound.

It's on His feet

And on His hands,

Where the nails met

The Son of God and Man.

It's on His side

And on His head,

Where the Savior of the world

Was pierced and bled.

For every soul,

Yours and mine,

Trapped behind sins lonely bars

The answer to this life,

This mystery of life,

Oh the answer to this life,

It's written in the scars.

It's written in the scars

It's written in the scars.