If someone ripped me
-just as you did foresee-
in tiny litte pieces
and my sense increases

You'll be there
to get me out of the affair
and find every little piece
so I won't decease

If someone ripped me in tiny litte pieces
painfully the face creases
you'll make sure my mind releases
my heart, my soul, my sense deceases

Then you'll stick me together
make my heart light as a feather
my whole self feel better
with you I won't shatter