Inside my the ruins of my world you lay
collecting pieces of broken clay
sweeping the ashes, putting back the stone
planting the plants, This world had once grown

But this world was once beautiful
luscious; green; bright
Making the ever so beautiful stars you see at night
You came into my world, with love
then hate
destroying the once broken clay
tearing down the stone
setting the fire
but in this world, its you it still desires
even when destroyed it loves
even when broken it forgives
even when torn to its breaking point
this world never gives up
you make this world complete