Puzzle

See the poems and the flowers
All the moments and the smiles
All the vows of togethersness that you make
Is it piece that true love brings?
See, I'm not being insecure
Feel that puzzle that was me being no more

Your poems are nothing but words
And your truth? Well, it's fragile and finite
If believeing means I'm open to get hurt
I'd rather be a puzzle, a puzzle than a bore

Was it me that you wanted?
Will you leave us when it's boring?
Tell me now, leave me be
I'm fine on my own
In case you're wondering I'm not a vilain
Am I at ease with my feelings
Need I fight them? Must I need them?
I need no one!

Your poems are nothing but words
And your truth? Well, it's fragile and finite
If believeing means I'm open to get hurt
I'd rather be a puzzle, a puzzle than a bore

I'd rather be a puzzle, a puzzle than a bore
Hey!

Hear you calling! Feel you calling!
Im coming! Im coming!
Hear you calling! Feel you calling!
Im coming! Im coming!