Intro :
I keep every word you sa id
Wild flowers growing up around my bed
All those words b looming in my h ead
I don't need much only tr uth
Just the thoughts tha t come to you
You make poetry, no one r eaches me l ike you do
And it's all
Only sylla bles
But your words , they will make or bre ak me
Sticks and stones
Bruise my bones
But your words will save me
Sticks and stones
Bruise my bones
But I need your words
I don't want to live wi thout you
Don't want to live wi thout you
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Your words, your words, your word s
I keep every word you sa id
String them all on in visible thread
All those little pearls
Sh ining round my neck
Bl ooming in my head
Sh ining round my neck
Bl ooming in my head