You touch these tired eyes of mine And map my face out line by And somehow growing old feels fine I listen close for I'm not smart You wrap you thoughts in works of 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 though I may 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 my soul You loved my mind You're the only angel in my life The day news came my best died My knees went week and you saw me cry Say still the soldier in your eyes
I may not have the softest touch I may not say the words as such And though I 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 I'm yours
I may not have the softest touch I may not say the words such I know I don't fit in that much But I'm yours