Hours Passed in Exile

What if some things are destined to failure?
What if some things are never meant to be?
What if someone never sees?
What if someone never opens?
What if somehow we are different?

Though i never claimed to be right
...give to me...
The benefit of doubt

I brought you fires
That you put out
I brought you fires
For i cannot be without
I came with sadness
But this my shattered heart can't bear

What of the times in exile?
What of the hours passed?
What if touches
seem too trivial?

You can never tell me i'm wrong
A song i've heard so long

I brought you fires
That you put out
I brought you fires
For i cannot be without
I came with sadness
But this my shattered heart can't bear

I came in madness
So this my shattered heart can't bear
My shattered heart won't bear

So what if healing takes forever?
So what if time is meant for others?

So what is left is but a shatter?
And what is broken can't be whole?
What is broken can't be whole
What is broken can't be whole again

I brought you fires
That you put out
I brought you fires
For i cannot be without
I came with sadness
But this my shattered heart can't be