I'm Yours

Why do grown men cry?

How come there tears in my eyes?

Why do bad things happen?

How come I feel sad some times?

It doesn't make much sense to me

I still have no idea of what I want to be

I have a feeling it won't get clearer

Just like the tooth paste stains on my mirror

And I might never ever know

But I hold on to the hope

That I am created perfectly

I'm yours, I'm yours

There's a life for me, in eternity

I'm yours, I'm yours

I might not know the reason why

Bad things happen and grown men cry

But I'll hold on to every single word

Your love is way more than I ever deserve

And I might never ever know

But I hold on to the hope

That I am created perfectly

I'm yours, I'm yours

There's a life for me, in eternity

I'm yours, I'm yours

That I am created perfectly

I'm yours, I'm yours

There's a life for me, in eternity

I'm yours, I'm yours