My mind beats a mile a minute I mean my heart pours through a torrent of thoughts For your touch for your taste for your - words - Words so pure Delhours would pay you not to produce them And a heart so broken I poured everything I had into it - to build you up - - to hold you together - And you took it and let it heal you from the inside out So that I still thought you were - broken - So that I kept pouring myself into you Until you overflowed and said - I'M HEALED -