you came out in the morning out in the glory of the light you were always a picture you were a piece of a piece of work you saw a piece of me in the willlow tree so you told me i was hanging there you couldn t care less you saw a piece of me floating down the stream in the starlight it was alright cause you are blessed you were all i could do you were all that i could say and by the end of the week we would never be the same and i couldn t recognise what i became it was that way it was that way it was that way i was always a liar i was a failure i was a fool starting something i finished just to be sure that it was true you saw a piece of me in the willlow tree so you told me i was hanging there you couldn t care less you saw a piece of me floating down the stream in the starlight and you didn t know if there was anything left you were all i could do you were all that i could say and by the end of the week we would never be the same you were all i could do you were all that i could say you were all i could do you were all that i could say you were all i could do you were all that i could say and i couldn t recognise what i became