#script lyrics

- The Script, “Man on a Wire”

The Script - Millionaires | requested by imperfectporcelain

The Script, If You Ever Come Back

You touch these tired eyes of mine And map my face out line by line And somehow growing old feels fine I listen close for I'm not smart You wrap your thoughts in works of art And they're hanging on the walls of my heart I may not have the softest touch I may not say the words as such And though I may not look like much I'm yours And though my edges may be rough I never feel I'm quite enough It may not seem like very much But I'm yours You healed these scars over time Embraced my soul You loved my mind You're the only angel in my life The day news came my best friend died My knees went week and you saw me cry Say I'm still the soldier in your eyes I may not have the softest touch I may not say the words as such And though I may not look like much I'm yours And though my edges may be rough I never feel I'm quite enough It may not seem like very much But I'm yours I may not have the softest touch I may not say the words as such I know I don't fit in that much But I'm yours