I've counted all the scars
Of missing pieces in my heart
One for each kiss
One for each goodbye
And one for each time
Someone sang me a lullaby
I've counted all the stars
Of missing chances in my life
They look like diamonds
High up there in the sky
I've counted all the times
I thought I knew
What was going on with me
And what was up with you
But thinking leads to more
Of those scars
Scars from pieces
Missing from my heart
Thursday, October 14, 2010
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