Sometimes I get so tired
Of holding all my pieces
Together
I open my arms wide
And I let them fall apart
Scattered
Then I pick them up
And rearrange them
Anew
That’s when I need you to
Hold me
The most.

Sometimes I get so tired
Of holding all my pieces
Together
I open my arms wide
And I let them fall apart
Scattered
Then I pick them up
And rearrange them
Anew
That’s when I need you to
Hold me
The most.