Fingers lightly interlocked
We walk gently down the path...

As I lay awake at night
I wonder what I hear...

You say I shut you from my world
not I'm not allowed in yours...

I want our lips to touch
and our hands to hold...

Broken and twisted, Knurled and cracked
these are my thoughts in point of fact...

Look there they sit holding their heart
It's no longer whole,it was broken apart...