You've got a lot of problems I know,
I've got a lot of fear in my heart,
I'm frozen while I'm watching you go,
Knock on your door
asking can we restart,
And maybe it's an issue I'll fi
or maybe it's a permanent scar,
But every time I hear the word
beauty: I picture your hands
when you're turning your car,
I know that I say this to much:
'but dammit this s t isn't fair',
you were the taste of my
toothbrush I had you each
morning, and night i was there,
you were the notes on my staff,
you fit like a glove on my hand,
you are the smile on my face,
you are the beach to my sand,
you make me complete, you made me
complete, now I feel defeated,
you make me complete, you made me
complete, now I feel defeated,
you make me complete, you made me
complete, now I feel defeated,
you make me complete,
you made me complete.
