Sunday Morning Awake

These mistakes are as much a part of me as the promises that i make. is it too late to figure out what could be true because now i'm missing you. one more word could shatter it all, a moment we might not hold again. still i'm not sure that you saw all of me but inside it's all i have to offer. and that's everything, all i have to give. every piece of my life is yours to keep. one more word could shatter it all, a moment we might not hold again. could there be a more perfect moment than what's in front of you and me? don't touch me when i'm leaving, don't want to know what i left behind