Mending - Marie Hines

You hold me while I sleep

Fight the monsters in my dreams

I'd do the same for you

If you if you would let me through

We struggled in the dark

While you you tried to mend your heart

Worn you handed it to me

And found the mending that you need

You make me better

Stronger than I thought I could be

You make me better

When you're mending me

You in bitter apathy

And me with crimson ivory

Who thought that we could heal

The wounds others made us feel

You make me better

Stronger than I thought I could be

You make me better

When you're mending me

You hold me while I sleep

Fight the monsters in my dreams