There it is, I can see The little picture perfect me I have tried, using force But it always ends up tragically So I stay the way I am Just a crooked little outline I'm whole, then not, and back again Wondering when I'll ever find Someone who will take the time Puzzle me Spread my heart out on your floor The pieces now are yours to put in place Rearrange, 'cause I'm scattered, undefined Hanging on by borderlines 'Till you complete You puzzle me Pick me up, lay me down Your touch It has ...
