She steals my last cigarette
She forgives me but I don't know it yet
And I don't ask but sometimes "why" is beautiful
She's a little cheap, but worth the wait
And how we kiss, we sleep and wake
She steals my covers, but I'm just glad my bed is full
And if the words were spoken
They'd shatter on the floor
And once they've broken open
It wouldn't matter anymore
You have to love her to see her
And in seeing is hoping
She's so sweet and broken
She's sweet and broken
She'll never tell you everything
She is the fire the darkness brings
And I get lost but that's just where I'm supposed to be
She wants it while she cries
And marigolds and butterflies
And why her smile seems to hide a tragedy
And if the words were spoken
They'd shatter on the floor
And once they've broken open
It wouldn't matter anymore
You have to love her to see her
And in seeing is hoping
She's so sweet and broken
She's sweet and broken
I feel her rising through the trees
She's like a wounded moon, gazing back at me
And if the words were spoken
They'd shatter on the floor
And once they've broken open
It wouldn't matter anymore
And if the words were spoken
They'd shatter on the floor
And once they've broken open
It wouldn't matter anymore
You have to love her to see her
And in seeing is hoping
She's so sweet and broken
She's sweet and broken
You have to love her to see her
And in seeing is hoping
She's so sweet and broken
She's sweet and broken
c Blues Traveler
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