We found a tender love it blossomed wild and free.
|
Pure proof was in your arms when you were kissing me.
|
I was an open book, you were an ocean breeze;
|
rustling through pages I never should have let you see.
|
Never should have let you see.
|
|
Was I so wrong being such an open book?
|
Trusting so soon, losing all the tender time it took to love you,
|
just to crawl away with broken wings
|
and the pieces of my heart still splintering.
|
The pieces of my heart still splintering.
|
|
Friend's asking where you are, say I misunderstood.
|
I say he's gone away, but he's not gone for good.
|
Speak of romantic plans we're looking forward to.
|
Meanwhile, imagining you end up with someone new.
|
|
Was I so wrong being such an open book?
|
Trusting so soon, losing all the tender time it took to love you,
|
just to crawl away with broken wings
|
and the pieces of my heart still splintering.
|
The pieces of my heart still splintering.
|
|
It's surely over now, but how I ache inside.
|
This ocean full of tears that I'm about to cry.
|
You're sorry for this pain, yeah, that's not what you meant.
|
I'm sorry too but my feelings more permanent.
|
|
Was I so wrong being such an open book?
|
Trusting so soon, losing all the tender time it took to love you,
|
just to crawl away with broken wings
|
and the pieces of my heart still splintering.
|
The pieces of my heart still splintering.
|
The pieces of my heart still, pieces of my heart.
|
|
-----------------
|
Splintering
|
| Sara Bareilles |
