Ask a little kid, the secrets of happy
And they’ll respond quite snappy
Be content with what you got
Look for desires, not
A quick glimpse from your eyes
Shatters all my put up lies
Your soul holds the missing part
To complete my shuddering heart
Fix it up and make it whole
While it was beating it you stole
Hold it with you iron grip
For in your hands, it wont rip
The little kid came back to me
And asked my thoughts of thee
After telling him the whole truth
He was no longer a youth
A quick glimpse from your eyes
Shatters all my put up lies
Your soul holds the missing part
To complete my shuddering heart
Fix it up and make it whole
While it was beating it you stole
Hold it with you iron grip
For in your hands, it wont rip
I’m open to any chance
Can I ask you for a dance
Will you be my missing piece
These feelings will never cease
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