Picking Up the Pieces Songtext
von Difford & Tilbrook
Picking Up the Pieces Songtext
Words escape me
Now I′m in prison
Sentenced to a life of tears
Now she hates me
That's her decision
Waiting for the smoke to clear
So I can see the damage of the fire
That raged through our love
So I can see the damage
I can try and salvage our love
Oh, I′m picking up the pieces
Maybe they'll fit someday
Oh, I'm picking up the pieces
Maybe they′ll fit someday
Love recalls me
Back from darkness
It whispers to an eager ear
She ignores me
Oh, why so heartless?
Waiting for the smoke to clear
So she can see the damage of the fire
That raged through our love
So she can see the damage
She can try and salvage our love
Oh, she′s picking up the pieces
Putting 'em down again
Oh, she′s picking up the pieces
Putting 'em down again
Oh, there′s never a match
For a burning desire to fall in love
Or put out the fire that's been burning
Burning, burning
Oh, she′s picking up the pieces
Putting 'em down again
Oh, she's picking up the pieces
Putting ′em down again
Oh, I′m picking up the pieces
Maybe they'll fit someday
Oh, I′m picking up the pieces
Maybe they'll fit someday
Now I′m in prison
Sentenced to a life of tears
Now she hates me
That's her decision
Waiting for the smoke to clear
So I can see the damage of the fire
That raged through our love
So I can see the damage
I can try and salvage our love
Oh, I′m picking up the pieces
Maybe they'll fit someday
Oh, I'm picking up the pieces
Maybe they′ll fit someday
Love recalls me
Back from darkness
It whispers to an eager ear
She ignores me
Oh, why so heartless?
Waiting for the smoke to clear
So she can see the damage of the fire
That raged through our love
So she can see the damage
She can try and salvage our love
Oh, she′s picking up the pieces
Putting 'em down again
Oh, she′s picking up the pieces
Putting 'em down again
Oh, there′s never a match
For a burning desire to fall in love
Or put out the fire that's been burning
Burning, burning
Oh, she′s picking up the pieces
Putting 'em down again
Oh, she's picking up the pieces
Putting ′em down again
Oh, I′m picking up the pieces
Maybe they'll fit someday
Oh, I′m picking up the pieces
Maybe they'll fit someday
Writer(s): Glenn Martin Tilbrook, Christopher Henry Difford Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

