Picking Up the Pieces

(difford/tilbrook)

Words escape me now I'm in prison

Sentenced to a life of tears

Now she hates me, that's her decision

Waiting for the smoke to clear

So I can see the damage of the fire

That raged through our love

So I can see the damage I can try

And salvage our love

I'm picking up the pieces

Maybe they'll fit some day

Love recalls me back from darkness

It whispers to an eager ear

She ignores me, why so heartless

Waiting for the smoke to clear

So she can see the damage of the fire

That raged through our love

So she can see the damage she can try

And salvage our love

Picking up the pieces

And putting them down again

There's never a match for a burning desire

To fall in love

And put out the fire that's been burning

Picking up the pieces

And putting them down again

Picking up the pieces

Maybe they'll fit someday