You touched these tired
eyes of mine
And map my face out line by line
And somehow growing old feels fine
Listen close for Im not smart
You wrap your thoughts
in works of art
And theyre hanging on the
walls of my heart
I may not have the softest touch
I may not say the words as such
And though I may not look
like much Im yours
And though my edges may be rough
I never feel Im quite enough
I may not seem like very much
But Im yours
You healed these scars over time
Embraced my soul you loved my mind
Youre the only angel in my life
The day news came my
best friend died
My knees went weak
and you saw me cry
Say Im still the soldier
in your eyes
I may not have the softest touch
I may not say the words as such
And though I may not
look like much
Im yours
And though my edges may be rough
I never feel Im quite enough
I may not seem like very much
But Im yours
I may not have the softest touch
I may not say the words as such
I know I dont fit in that much
But Im yours
You touched these tired
eyes of mine
And map my face out line by line
And somehow growing old feels fine
Listen close for Im not smart
You wrap your thoughts
in works of art
And theyre hanging on the
walls of my heart
I may not have the softest touch
I may not say the words as such
And though I may not look
like much Im yours
And though my edges may be rough
I never feel Im quite enough
I may not seem like very much
But Im yours
You healed these scars over time
Embraced my soul you loved my mind
Youre the only angel in my life
The day news came my
best friend died
My knees went weak
and you saw me cry
Say Im still the soldier
in your eyes
I may not have the softest touch
I may not say the words as such
And though I may not
look like much
Im yours
And though my edges may be rough
I never feel Im quite enough
I may not seem like very much
But Im yours
I may not have the softest touch
I may not say the words as such
I know I dont fit in that much
But Im yours