Anything that this world has for me
You can throw it all away
Anything that this world wants from me
Well it’s useless anyway
There’s a heart that wants me
It’s a love that can't be earned

You are, You're the medicine
Not a sedative
I need You here with me
I need You
Whoa, Whoa, Whoa

All the time that I have wasted here
I'd beg to have it back
And all the lies that I have made appear
Are just symptoms of what I lack
There’s a love that haunts me
It’s a love that can't me earned

You are, You're the medicine
Not a sedative
I wanna feel my heart beat again
You are, You're the remedy
The cure to this disease
I need You here with me
I need You
Whoa, Whoa, Whoa

There’s a heart that wants me
It’s a love that can't be earned

You are, You're the medicine
Not a sedative
I wanna feel my heart beat again
You are, You're the remedy
The cure to this disease
I need You here with me
I need You
Whoa, Whoa, Whoa x2


Words & Music by Trey Heffinger, Wes Willis & Kevin Huguley ©2011 Tunes From The Basement (SESAC) admin by Patton House Music Publishing / Meaux Hits / Wes Willis Music / Songs For Sinners (ASCAP) admin by EMICMG Publishing

Behind the Song:
"Pastor and author John Piper has been a huge influence for us as a band. One of his many great books, "Don't Waste Your Life," speaks into the idea of making our lives truly count for the glory of God and His gospel. In "You're the Medicine," we speak to our own struggles by confessing our need for our true medicine, that being, God Himself. There will always be strife within us dealing with being in the world, but not of it. Have we wasted time? Yes. Do we buy into the egocentric ideas of our culture? You bet. That's why we declare with pen and song that our remedy is not our good works; it's the gospel." - Rush of Fools