All these broken window panes
In a scene of love
I am not always who you see
You are not always who I see
All alone in the concept of a thought
Who is willing to pick up all these shards
All these broken window panes
In a scene of love
Misunderstandings put us in disarray
My own fears hinder me
You own fears hinder you
Who is willing to pick up all these shards
All these broken window panes
In a scene of love
Suffocating jealousy
Plots of revenge
It all pulls deeper to a bitter end
Who is willing to pick up all these shards
All these broken window panes
In a scene of love
Is it all for you
All for me
It may just be lust
Who is willing to pick up all these shards
All these broken window panes
In a scene of love
Bound together
By the cords of life's substance
A covenant of souls never to be broken
Who will pick up all these shards
All these broken window panes
In a scene of love
Starting to pick up the shards
Feeling every cut
The blood drips from finger tips
We can pick up all these shards
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