Separate we grasp at life without our Hearts creation, awaiting the light of sunrise to ease our desperation, to see you're face and you see mine would fill all my desire, without knowing that you're mine my heart would just retire, a broken mirror cracked and shattered seems to me to be something of a pleasure, to create something new out of the pieces to form a gracious treasure, even know our love did break into each different part, we can heal the agony if we are heart to heart.