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You touch these tired eyes of mine |
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And map my face out line by line, |
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And somehow growing old feels fine. |
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Listen close for I'm not smart: |
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You wrap your thoughts in works of art, |
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And they're hanging on the walls of my heart. |
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I may not have the softest touch; |
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I may not say the words as such, |
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And though I may not look like much, I'm yours. |
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And though my edges may be rough; |
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I never feel I'm quite enough; |
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It may not seem like very much, but I'm yours. |
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You healed these scars over time: |
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Embraced my soul, you loved my mind. |
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You're the only angel in my life. |
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The day news came my best friend died, |
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my knees went weak; you saw me cry. |
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Say I'm still the soldier in your eyes. |
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I may not have the softest touch; |
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I may not say the words as such, |
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And though I may not look like much, I'm yours. |
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And though my edges may be rough; |
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I never feel I'm quite enough; |
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It may not seem like very much, but I'm yours. |
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I may not have the softest touch; |
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I may not say the words as such, |
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I know I don't fit in that much, but I'm yours. |
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