I roam the halls,

Placing my hand on empty walls.

I don't know where to start,

Roaming the halls of your broken heart.

Your walls are littered with cracks,

Like you had a heart attack,

Like your walls were chipped away,

Like your heart was in decay.

I am afraid

That under my weight your floors will cave,

That I won't find the door,

That I can't make your lonely heart soar.

I'll fill the cracks up with love

Make your heart soar like a dove,

Make it strong and make it brave,

Won't you please be mine to save?