Im Yours

Just came back from the an exhausting biking trip with Jon, Eugene, Kenneth, Jane, Hui Min and Bernice. Won't blog about that right now because I'm way too dead, but what I will blog about is the song I put on repeat on the way back. Its a song by the band The Script, and its called I'm Yours. I'm going to use a youtube video for the song even though the song doesn't really have a video because I'd like everyone to listen to the song while read the lyrics.



"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 you 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
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

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"