Lost in the tides of my flaws,
Messed up my voyage to your heart.
The oceans, wind, the snow weren't unkind...
Struggling with my own soul,
my heart lost all mirth.
Belief in love still exists,
Faith in self is gone.
Chains don't cling to my soul,
I cling to them to stay forlorn.
Can you pick up the pieces-
The broken pieces... scattered here and there?
Just gather them, look at them and throw them away,
and hug me to comfort my body and soul that shiver?
May be you can, may be not....
What if you cannot?
See, I am messing it up all over again,
Lost in the tides of my flaws,
with a heart that wants to be with you, but cannot.
Messed up my voyage to your heart.
The oceans, wind, the snow weren't unkind...
Struggling with my own soul,
my heart lost all mirth.
Belief in love still exists,
Faith in self is gone.
Chains don't cling to my soul,
I cling to them to stay forlorn.
Can you pick up the pieces-
The broken pieces... scattered here and there?
Just gather them, look at them and throw them away,
and hug me to comfort my body and soul that shiver?
May be you can, may be not....
What if you cannot?
See, I am messing it up all over again,
Lost in the tides of my flaws,
with a heart that wants to be with you, but cannot.
