You touch these tired eyes of 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 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 time Embraced my soul You loved my mind You're the only angel in my life The day came my best friend died My knees went week and you saw me cry Say I'm still soldier in your eyes
I may not have the softest touch I may not say the words as such And though I may not like much I'm yours And though my edges may be rough And never feel I'm quite enough It not seem like very much But I'm yours
I may not have softest touch I may not say the words as such I know I don't fit in that much But I'm yours