If I could stand on top of a mountain,
maybe then you would see me.
Maybe seeing wasn’t the hard part,
looking away just became easy.

Was I really nothing?
Is that what you think?
Tie up my heart tighter,
and keep it on your string.

Counting every move I make.
Counting every breath you take.
Can you tell me why 
these hands must shake?

Now Im contemplating if I should stay.
Im contemplating if I should go.
You’ve been the only love
I have ever known.

Im still cut open.
Im still un-sewn.
Leave me undone
so I can go home.

I carry your heart.
Its right where you left it.
Please, please,
please don’t forget.

I believe in this love..

I believe in this love..

I believe in this love..

I believe in this love..

Was I really nothing?
Is that what you think?
Tie up my heart tighter,
and keep it on your string.

Im still cut open.
Im still un-sewn
Leave me undone
so I can go home.