Guess it's time I sat you down
And poured out little by little of all I know
It's hard to see the storm when in eye there's hardly a breeze blown
And all our stories are told by the people that we don't know
Can our glories be seen by the one's we love?
You will know when things feel right
It's your choosing if you want to listen in
Friends are only friends if while you change
They're willing to mold and mend
And all our stories are told by the people that we don't know
Can our glories be seen by the ones we love?
Cannot start without a spark
I cannot mend a broken heart if you won't show me
Sometimes you'll hurt or fall apart
I will try to mend your heart even in the downpour