Текст песни Pickin' Up the Pieces - Lisa Hartman

Making love with you like we do
Oh, you touch me where no-one's ever been
I'm born again

I've opened up inside opened wide
And this feeling's enough to make me cry
I'll tell you why

I used to dream like dreamers do
I really believed they'd all come true
But one by one I watched 'em fall
Till I didn't care at all

Now I'm picking up the pieces
Picking up the pieces
Picking up the pieces of my broken down dreams

There's one over there near the chair
It's the one about walking in the sand
Hand in hand

And here's one that I had
It drove me mad
It's the dream where he never let me go
Cause he loved me so

They may sound like movie scenes
Fairytales and dreams of dreams
But I know they can all come true
If I fill 'em up with you

Picking up the pieces
Picking up the pieces
Yes, I trust you enough my love
To trust myself to dream again

So I'm picking up the pieces
Picking up the pieces
Picking up the pieces of my broken down dreams.