November

A wounded heart
There for you to break
There to be a part
Part of you

You can love
Or leave me all alone
Making love
Without loving me

Dead silence surrounds me
Feels like it has something to say
Thousands of feelings running through my veins
Touches every single part
In this worried heart

A helping hand
Reached out when I fell
In your arms on your face
There was a sense of trust and being home
In your arms
Embraced and cured

Dead silence surrounds me
Feels like it has something to say
Thousands of feelings running through my veins
Touches every single part
In this worried heart

A wounded heart
There for you to break
There to be a part
Part of you

A helping hand
Reached out when I fell
In your arms on your face
There was a sense of trust and being home
In your arms
Embraced and cured
At least for a while