Monday, September 27, 2010

All The Pieces

I went back to the beach
Something I wasn't sure if I'd ever again be able to do

Because you were the last and the next one
That was supposed to be here with me

Why are you not still here with me?
Why am I not still there with you?

You took your bedroom back
And you took our apartment back

But as much as that shocked me
As much as that hurt me

I never thought
You would take your heart back

Because you still
Have mine too

Well, that is, if you can find all the pieces
From where you shattered it right before my eyes