You touch these tired
eyes of mine
And map my face out line by line
And somehow growing
old feels fine
I listen close for I'm not smart
You wrap you thoughts
in works of art
And they're 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
I'm yours
And though my edges
may be rough
And never feel I'm
quite enough
It may not seem
like very much
But I'm yours
You heeled these
scars over time
Embraced my soul
You loved my mind
You're the only angel
in my life
The day news came
my best friend died
My knees went week
and you saw me cry
Say I'm 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
I'm yours
And though my edges
may be rough
And never feel I'm quite enough
It may not seem like very much
But I'm yours
I may not have the softest touch
I may not say the words as such
I know I don't fit in that much
But I'm yours
You touch these tired
eyes of mine
And map my face out line by line
And somehow growing
old feels fine
I listen close for I'm not smart
You wrap you thoughts
in works of art
And they're 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
I'm yours
And though my edges
may be rough
And never feel I'm
quite enough
It may not seem
like very much
But I'm yours
You heeled these
scars over time
Embraced my soul
You loved my mind
You're the only angel
in my life
The day news came
my best friend died
My knees went week
and you saw me cry
Say I'm 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
I'm yours
And though my edges
may be rough
And never feel I'm quite enough
It may not seem like very much
But I'm yours
I may not have the softest touch
I may not say the words as such
I know I don't fit in that much
But I'm yours