Your Words - Heather Nova

I keep every word you said

Wildflowers growing up around my bed

All those words blooming in my head

I don’t need much, only truth

Just the thoughts that come to you

You make poetry, no one reaches me like you do

And it’s all, only syllables

But your words, they will make or break me

Sticks and stones

Bruise my bones

But your words will save me

Sticks and stones

Bruise my bones

But I need your words

I don’t want to live without you

Don’t want to live without you

Ooh-ooh

Your words, your words, your words

I keep every word you said

String them all on invisible thread

All those little pearls

Shining 'round my neck

Blooming in my head

Shining 'round my neck

Blooming in my head