One Broken Piece At a Time
One broken piece At a time
I have had a reoccurring dream
There’s no heart left in my poor chest
piece by piece it disappears
And I wake up soaking wet
All alone and dangling
Hanging on love’s limb
In a world that began to fall apart
When you came walking in
I need a dream where love won’t end
Where you don’t pull away
Leaving less of me behind
A little more each day
But there’s no way to stop you
You’ll commit love’s perfect crime
And my heart will be stolen
One broken piece at a time
John Snelling
11:05:22
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