Текст Mark Owen – In Piece

Everyone’s running
Me though, I’m crawling
Picking up the pieces of your heart
I’m trying to put you back together

If I found your hair
Your golden hair
I would sow it with my fingers through the shirt I wear
And everyone will stare

If I found your eyes
I tell no lies
I would offer them like sunlight to the broken skies
And everyone will cry

And I will see you till my lips turn silver
And I will see you till the cities tremble like little girls
And I will see you till the earth’s will is done
Till it offers it’s fruits to everyone

Everyone’s running
Me though, I’m crawling
Picking up the pieces of your heart
I’m trying to put you back together
Put you on my mantelpiece
So I could live with you in piece
In piece