Pieces of You

Well, I wish I could keep every piece of you
 All the lies and the truths, all the trophies from your youth
 And the phone you used to call me on
 I would put them all up on my shelf
 Just to be close to you
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 And I wrote your name on the empty bottle of wine
 All the kisses and the fights, our first Christmas lights
 The silver cone for your short black hair
 I would put each one in its very own box
 Just to have you near to me
 Some people just see a pile of junk
 They don't know that it's pieces of you
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 Pieces of you, you
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 But I'd trade it all just to have you here by my side
 Hear your laugh one more time, feel your hand holding mine
 See that hungry look in your eyes
 I would hide your keys so you couldn't drive
 Then you'd still be here with me
 Some people just see a pile of junk
 They don't know that it's pieces, pieces of you
 Pieces of you, you, you