She leaves a trail of salty tears
From over here to over there
Crying out like a work of art
In the shape of a broken heart

Before she drifts off into sleep
She prays the Lord her soul to keep
As her thoughts wander off
In the shape of a broken heart

The decisions that she makes
Has a lot to do with how she breaks
Full course meal or a la carte
In the shape of a broken heart

In one hand she holds count
But refuses to hold it out
Tender life that's lost its spark
In the shape of a broken heart

She tries her best to bring a change
The hand that bites and darkens days
She's left with less while given more
In the shape of a broken heart

Have you ever stood on the edge of night
And wondered at the Milky-way
Gapping at it wide eyed
Without a word to say

Does it make you feel small
And insignificant
Out amongst the stars
Where the universe is kept

The vastness of it all
Clearly on display
Have you ever stood at night
And wondered at the Milky-way

i went left, she stayed right
expecting to meet up
again in time
but sometimes life
isn't quite so kind
we lost each other
in the prime of life

i stayed south, she went north
as we both let out
for a different course
there was something else
knocking at our doors
destiny
of a different sort

she said yes, i thought no
sometimes in life
that's the way it goes
hearts of warmth
with shoulders cold
sometimes in love
you never know

she is there, i am here
the toss of life  
threw off our cares
at the time
it wasn't clear
but we both ended
exactly where

we're meant to be...

I told myself
I no longer need you
But I myself
Do not believe that's true

How can I
Resist those eyes

I told myself
We were no longer lovers
I told myself
That I would get over

But how can I
Resist those eyes

There's a part of me
That's stronger than most
And a part of me
That won't let you go

Whenever I
Can't resist those eyes

There's a part of me
That hates to admit it
The part of me
That never will quit it

When I find that I
Can't resist those eyes

Well me myself  
One of us must be lying
It might help
If I just stop trying

When it's hard I find
To resist those eyes

Switch.
He's the on and off switch,
Turning off my anxiety and
off the deep and dark eating disorder that was once ripping at my brain,
I am no longer insane.

He's the reason for my lips corners
Reaching for my ears,
Reaching and reaching until I hide behind what is near
He turns off all of my fears.

He is the reason for that feeling of cold
The good kind.
So cold that turning up the radio,
lead me to missing his hand in mine
He stops time
With his lips against mine.

When he rolls over in his sleep
What a wonderful creation,
That loosing him would only be my imagination
He brings me so much fascination.

I listen
I listen to him and tell me everything is going to be ok,
Listening and listening
even he had struggles throughout his day.
In the end the struggles did not matter;

We were together
Those negatives that were once so heavy
Are now as light as a feather;

The feather to the bird
That flies across the room to turn on the light switch.
Turning on,
the good feeling
My insides are screaming.

Your fingers crept
to the edge of my jaw
Softly around my neck.
Your thumb caressing my cheek
It happened in a blink

It still felt so right
To kiss me once
And feel all release from my lungs.
Young
Which means we have time to grow

So much time that,
the light switch is still going off and on.
Yet, the light
will never burn out
We will never burn out.
I love you