Pieces on the Floor
By: Susan DePhillip
Duration
5:14
Genres
Lyrics
Going down this road I’ve travelled many times before Wondering why you’ve packed your bags and walked right out the door. Don’t you know my heart still yearns for our love to survive But alone again I travel, just thankful to be alive. I’m goin’ home, I’ve got to find out for myself. Goin’ home, to put my heart back on the shelf. And never take it down until I’m sure, That it won’t end up in pieces on the floor. These rainy days are gray and full of mist that clouds my eyes. You told me to believe in you, but all the words you spoke were lies. To open up and care for someone takes a lot of strength. I know from many times before that my heart can go the length. I’m goin’ home, I’ve got to find out for myself. Goin’ home, to put my heart back on the shelf. And never take it down until I’m sure, That it won’t end up in pieces on the floor. It’s a long ride home again, after the crash that breaks the fall. Into love my heart drops down and up again I crawl Out of this well that I’ve been digging with a shovel made for gold. And wishes are forgotten with memories left untold. I’m goin’ home, back to the life that I once knew Goin’ home, to where skies are always blue. Goin’ home, to search inside myself Goin’ home, to put my heart back on the shelf. And never take it down until I’m sure, That it won’t end up in pieces on the floor. (Bridge) Pickin’ up the pieces ain’t as hard as it used to be. I’ve done it many times before, I know how to be free. But something still inside me tells me you might change your mind. But I won’t take my heart back down, you might break it a second time…. I’m goin’ home, I’ve got to find out for myself. Goin’ home, to put my heart back on the shelf. And never take it down until I’m sure, That it won’t end up in pieces on the floor.
