And out of all these things I've done I think I love you better now I'm out of touch, I'm out of love I'll pick you up when you're getting down And if you're broken I'll mend ya And keep you sheltered from the storm that's raging on now I'm out of sight,

I'm walking away from the light Are you dying all your life? (Walking into the light) Broken, beaten, tired of You wanted to love but don't know how Can no one revive me now? Feels like I'm walking into the light Floating in the clouds, giving up the

'Cause love's just a feeling Don't overthink it Some kind of emotion But for the moment live slowly When you need the healing When you're all broken And right now I'm open, I'm open I wonder what I'm running from Stay inside and barricade the doors

Don’t look away, sometimes you’re better lost than to be seen Don’t look away from the arms of a moment Where in the world’s the forgotten? They’re lost inside your memory You’re dragging on, your heart’s been broken As we all go down in history Where in

Holy Mother, where are you? Tonight I feel broken in two. I've seen the stars fall from the sky. Holy mother, can't keep from crying. Oh I need your help this time, Get me through this lonely night. Tell me please which way to turn To find myself again.

When it hurts like you've crashed from above I'll be the one, I'll be the one, I'll be the one to Carry you home Heal your broken bones Sometimes you need someone to carry you home When it's true love I gave it all to someone When the one you care for

Don't break my heart You know it's breakable You know it's sweet What shall I do When it fi na lly crumbles away Pick up all the tears That I see myself throw away To where I know it will be safe From all your broke

You cool your bed-warm hands down On the broken radiator, And when you laid them freezing on me, I mumble can you wake me later. But I don't really want you to stop, And you know it so it doesn't stop you, And run your hands from my neck to my chest.

You cleared up my scars Your love has fixed all of our broken hearts It’s a lifelong lesson and I’m not pretending when I say I hope you’re proud, mother, of what you’ve done This is for my mother, from the older brother of your children made of three

All of this can be broken Hold your devil by his spoke and spin him to the ground. I might be apart of this Ripple on water from a lonesome drip A fallen tree that witness me Him and me. the life its self can not aspire To have someone be so admired