I want the honor of finding you again, 

In a junkyard this time, 

Your pieces scattered all over. 

My love powerful enough to push my feet, 

To find your parts, 

My hands gentle enough 

To sew you back together, 

And your heart 

Forgiving enough 

To let me back in 

After I broke you to pieces.

I want the honor of finding you again;

This time you would see me enough, 

To not let me go 

Oby