Sixpence None the Richer

You are still burning
The flame that is turning
My smoldering ash into a bird
So stay close, my brother
I couldn't stand the loss
You are the bridge of action
I need you to help me cross
I need you to help me

[Chorus]
So when you break
My arms I'll take hold of you
I know your heart's
A hand that takes hold of me

My hand that is breaking
Is the hand that is making
All the dead things in me grow
A gift of a holy loss
This burning at the dross

[Chorus]

Why do you set out to break the one thing
The one thing that I have to give
It's hard to believe that I could
That I should begin again
But I know your heart is a hand

So when I break
Your arms you'll take hold of me
You know my heart's
A hand that takes hold of you
So when you break
My arms I'll take hold of you
I know your heart's
A hand that takes hold of me
So when you break
My arms I'll take hold of you
I know your heart's
A hand that takes hold of me

Written by SLOCUM, MATTHEW PRESTON / KELLY, SEAN
Published by Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., BUG MUSIC

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