bits and pieces

sleepless nights and senseless fights

many that i've known

are proportional to the desperate hours

spent on the telephone

now i'm sitting here trying to get through to god

screaming in a microphone

singing

watch out for me cause it's plain to see

i can't make it on my own

when all i got are them

bits and pieces

of my sorrow and regret

a memorial for lovers

and a conveyance they respect

and though here on this young man's face

a tear trace you detect

well it's only for the bits and pieces

that i can recollect

i had to let you know

so you'll try to understand

it wasn't a scheme it was a foolish dream

that didn't work out like i planned

just didn't work out like i planned

hey tell me that you understand

yeah

so give me back my music

and those off-stage whispered cues

'coz i got me a ten song repertoire

hey it includes a sad song too

so when you see me serenading the darkness

you'll know exactly who i'm singing to

and those tears are only for the years

i may just spend with you

but all i'm left with is

bits and pieces

of my sorrow and regret

a memorial for lovers

and a conveyance they respect

and though here on this young man's face

a tear trace you detect

well it's only for the bits and pieces

that i can recollect

yes it's only for the bits and pieces

that i can recollect