Pieces of You

well, I wish I could keep every piece of you
all the lies and the truths
all the trophies from your youth
the phone you used to call me on
I would put them all up on my shelf
just to be close to you
and I wrote your name on the empty bottle of wine
all the kisses in the parks
our first christmas lights
silver cone for your short black hair
I would put each one in a box
just to have you near to me
some people just see a pile of junk
they dont know that its pieces of
pieces of you
but I’d trade it all just to have you here by my side
hear your laugh one more time
feel your hand holding mine
see that hungry look in your eyes
I would hide your keys so you couldn’t drive
then you’d still be here with me
some people just see a pile of junk
they dont know that its pieces of
pieces of you