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You touch these tired eyes of mine
and map my face out line by line
and somehow growing old feels fine

I listen close for I'm not smart
you wrap your thoughts in works of art
and they're hanging on the walls of my heart

I may not have the softest touch
I may not say the words as such
but though I may not look like much
but I'm yours

And though my edges may be rough
I never feel I'm quite enough
I may not seem like very much
but I'm yours

You heeled these 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
My knees went week and you saw me cry
Say I'm still the soldier in your eyes

I may not 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 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 words as such
I know I don't fit in that much
But I'm yours <3 <3