Collecting pieces over a blinding view
To make everything surround you and fade away
And hold on to reasons over something true
And make everyone around you a sinner too…
Don’t… Save me (I just wanted to say) and just
Maybe…
You could be the one thing I call home.
When you look inside me what do you see?
Is it everything you wanted this to be?
If you hold off discussing assuring me what you can be
Take my everything as long as you don’t…
Save me and just
Maybe…
You could be the one thing I call home…
Save me
I don’t want you to
Save me
I don’t want you to
You can be the one thing that I call home…
Save me…
Collecting pieces over a blinding view
To make everything surround you and fade away!