| It's the definition love Knocked and knocked, for a tousand years Let me love you today, Your scars . Your hurt. We are more than their motions For we are the broken. Yet while they say broken glass can cut too. But little darling, I say two broken pieces Could be mended even more beautiful together. I don't recall who you are. But whether I'm stil knocking on love's door, Or mended by love's golden touch. But know this sunshine, i will always knock for love |