You touch these tired eyes of mine And map my face out by line And somehow growing old feels fine I listen 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 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 feel I'm quite enough It may not seem like very much But I'm yours
You heeled 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 knees went week and you me cry Say I'm still the soldier in your eyes
I may not have the softest touch I not say the words as such And though I may not look like much I'm yours And though my 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 as such I know I don't fit in that much But I'm yours