Missing Pieces by Jenny Silsby

I don’t think you know,
what you did to me
you took what was me and you,
and you threw it in the street

and the cars pass by,
and trample what used to be us
their telling me to pick the pieces
before my tears start to make them rust

chorus
But these puzzle pieces
don’t fit together anymore
Some pieces are missing
and they’ll be hard restore

you were the one i had no reason to doubt
but i guess that was part of your facade
I’d pray for your forgiveness
It’s too bad I don’t believe in God

I try to remember
a much simpler time
when i thought we had no worries
and telling the truth wasn’t a crime

but now everythings different
i see you in a whole new light
i see all your troubles
and i wish i had lost my sight

chorus
because these puzzle pieces
dont fit together anymore
some pieces are missing
and they’ll be hard to restore

but maybe if we look under tables
and inside cereal bowls
we’ll find what we are missing
and we’ll start to become a whole

• Acoustic
• folk
• ukulele pop
• Lansing Charter Township