I am Torn apart,Broken in two.
Who will help me pull myself together with glue?
The Pieces of me that fell on the floor; are some how getting smaller, smaller and smaller.
So small to where they look like they are vanishing into nothing, Nothing but air.
Do you see them?Do you even care?
why is it that I have to be Torn apart?
Broken, it isn't fair!
I hate this feeling of helplessness and Despair.
Will you save me?
Save me from this Broken Torn heart I have.
Or will you leave me be?
I need you Hero, Hero of my Heart and Dreams.
When will you come to my Rescue and save me?... I'm waiting
Waiting for you to sweep me off my feet.