Aiden Howarth - These Dying Parts Are Where You Used To Place Your Hands

So close to me, though im still
So far behind.
Iv taken it all and now im tired.
As I walk forward,
Back through my life…
Do you still feel me?
Do you still need me there at all?

You are my whole world
As you smile
Inside me you’ll find…
You are my soul,
My life untold…
Inside of me you'll be alright.

These dying parts are where you
Used to place your hands.
This empty hole is now who I am.
As I walk forward,
I need you by my side…
Do you still feel me?
Can’t you hear me call?

You have my whole world
As you smile.
Inside me you will find…
You are my soul,
My life untold…
Inside me ill be alright.

Your memory, in pieces
Scattered through my heart.
Ill find them all, though im so tired.
As you walk forward
Out of my life…
Do you still need me?
I need you there or else ill fall.

You have my whole world
As you smile.
Inside me you will find…
You are my soul,
My life untold…
Inside me were out of sight

Aiden Howarth

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