His broken smile
Is what kills me on the inside.
           Cry me, cry me, cry my name.
Just fall asleep to the sound
           Of my name.
I don't necessarily want
You to be broken,
But if you are to be,
           Then let it be for me.
Let your wounds which
So silently slip open,
Let your tears which
Slide slowly down your cheek,
           Whisper my name.
Because I know I will
Never let you go,
And I will easily help you
In recovering from myself.