| Said it twice, now I know it good |
| When I looked into your eyes |
| For the first time I had seen |
| The better half of me |
| Now I say I never can |
| Be the bearer of bad news |
| 'Cause my heart’s purged all the blues |
| It’s the simple things I see in you |
| It’s a game of show and tell |
| With my hands laid bare as well |
| All the scars I can’t propel |
| But you take them in yourself |
| Wishing time would hold my hands |
| But I realise I never could |
| Walk a world I never stood |
| Till you came to my rescue |
| All my life, I waited to fill |
| My days with your hours |
| 'Cause time in a world that’s ours |
| Felt worth it, to plant all the flowers |
| 'Cause all my days, I’d spend all alone when |
| Up and it left me, my patience had finally left me |
| By the grace of your heart, you said ready |
| Six words that’ll never leave |
| 'Cause I love you too, you know |
| Near the bells of the Eastern zone |
| Many miles away from home |
| In a wave, while I drift to sea |
| Feel the weightlessness of me |
| On a shoulder to which I lean |
| All my life, I waited to fill |
| My days with your hours |
| 'Cause time in a world that’s ours |
| Felt worth it, to plant all the flowers |
| 'Cause all my days, I’d spend all alone when |
| Up and it left me, my patience had finally left me |
| By the grace of your heart, you said ready |
| 'Cause all my life, I waited to fill |
| My days with your hours |
| 'Cause time in a world that’s ours |
| Felt worth it, to plant all the flowers |
| 'Cause all my days, I’d spend all alone when |
| Up and it left me, my patience had finally left me |
| By the grace of your heart, you said ready |
| 'Cause all my life, I waited to fill |
| My days with your hours |
| 'Cause time in a world that’s ours |
| Felt worth it, to plant all the flowers |
| 'Cause all my days, I’d spend all alone when |
| Up and it left me, my patience had finally left me |
| By the grace of your heart, you said ready |