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 | | | | | 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