Picking Up the Pieces

I think about the life I live A figure made of clay And think about the things I lost The things I gave away And when I'm in a certain mood I search the house and look One night I found these magic words In a magic book Throw it away Throw it away Gi

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Do you think of her When you're with me Repeat the memories you made together Who's face do you see Do you wish i was a bit more like her Am i too loud? I play the clown To cover up all these doubts Perfect heart, she's flawless She's the other woman

And now you've come so far and climbed so high, and all it cost were the words we built ourselves up on. Another step. Just one more time. Why turn back now? As you're starting to forget something we lost so long ago. But we remember the taste of our

No complaints and no regrets I still believe in chasing dreams and placing bets For I have learn that all you give is all you get So give it all you've got I had my share, I drank my fill And even though I'm satisfied, I'm hungry still. To see what's