Pieces

A piece of you pops up here and a piece of you pops up there and I start to remember all the pain you put me through.

Year by year I run into a piece of you here and a piece of you there.

Whether the relationship is romantic or platonic, a piece of you remains.

A piece of you here and a piece of you there whether I'm looking for you or not.

Then a piece of me remembered that you gave me all of you.

So all of me took a piece of you here and a piece of you there.

Because with each piece I left here and each piece I left there, I gave you all of me.

And I know a piece of you knows what I mean...

Because all of you felt how I felt, but we couldn't feel each others pain.