I am picking up the pieces of a puzzle
That will never be complete
I am missing the important pieces
Like the little stories you were gonna make
Or the grandpa you were supposed to be
I only have what you left me
Could I rip you from the sky
And hold you, in my hand again
Are you the wind in my hair
Or the scent in the air
The mirror has spoken yet again
It's telling me to search for you
I find you in the night sky, starless
And I catch you like a firefly
Could I rip you from the sky
The glass has shattered now
Are you an empty canvas
And can I hold the brush again
Could I rip you from the sky
Could I rip you from the sky