Help me learn to stand Use your hands 'Cause I've begun to think that I was nothing short of broken Help me fly again Lift me from the ground and To hold me by the heart Tell me I'll be whole again Hold me by the heart

What my heart needs is a woman's touch A tender hand to fix it up Its rough and ragged edges sure could use some love Lately I've been lookin' through the windows of my soul And I can see there's not much left to hold Just an empty space surrounded by

What my heart needs is a woman's touch A tender hand to fix it up Its rough and ragged edges sure could use some love Lately I've been lookin' through the windows of my soul And I can see there's not much left to hold Just an empty space surrounded by

What my heart needs is a woman's touch A tender hand to fix it up Its rough and ragged edges sure could use some love Lately I've been lookin' through the windows of my soul And I can see there's not much left to hold Just an empty space surrounded by

Is that we're damn good at holding on And the only thing that keeps us from being gone And our love is made from lonely broken hearts Oh, kiss me, baby Tell me that you love me even though I know sometimes you hate me We spend most of our days together

So sing to me Won't you sing me your sweet lullaby? Will you hold me? 'Cause all I need is somebody near me When my heart gets weak Somebody out there watching over me When I'm so tired, I can't even sleep Just the sound of your voice is the thing that I

I'm looking right at the other half of me The vacancy that sat in my heart Is a space that now you hold Show me how to fight for now And I'll tell you, baby, it was easy Coming back into you once I figured it out You were right here all along It's like

Open your heart to me, baby I hold the lock and you hold the key Open your heart to me, darlin' I'll give you love if you, you turn the key Don't try to run I can keep up with you Nothing can stop me from trying, you've got to Open your heart with the

What my heart needs is a woman's touch A tender hand to fix it up Its rough and ragged edges sure could use some love Lately I've been lookin' through the windows of my soul And I can see there's not much left to hold Just an empty space surrounded by

And one arm around my boys A heart that's still pretty crazy If the world comes knocking With one arm around my baby Tell 'em I'm not home I'm finally holdin' my own I lived, loved, and died holdin' my own Always been a fighter, scrapper, and a clawer