On broken glass I would crawl...

If I act like I've been raised will you still respect
Will you find love and watch me fail big
I don't love myself so from you I don't expect
You shine bright, but to me you won't give

Love is a concept and we don't know it exists until we have
When I think of you, I raise a smile and nurse my aching heart
A smell reminds me of you and my strength falls apart
For my feelings are too much, I'm happy but then I'm sad

For you on broken glass I would crawl
For you are the angel that makes me fall
My wings are burned when you're around
It's always my fault that I hit the ground

When will I be ready? when will I let my guard down?
When will I start to feel? when will I breathe your life?
I'll take every one of your stories and be proud
I'll read every line of your story as your wings take flight

Press your hand on the bottom of my back and make me feel
Keep my body against yours and on your shoulder I'll dream
Although your holding me tight I've never been so free
If I step forward and be bold we could start the family tree

For you on broken glass I would crawl
For you are the angel that makes me fall
My wings are burned when you're around
It's always my fault that I hit the ground
But...
For you on broken glass I would crawl.. Xx