This One I Made for You - Polly Paulusma

Tiny heart flutter between my fingers and my thumb

You?

re very in trouble before you?

ve began

I see your tiny heart worrying, a turning of wheels

Just grab on to something and dig in your heels

This place is made of blood and bones

Expect you?

ve seen better homes

But this one I?

ve made for you

I?

ve seen your heart, I know your name

So don?

t go bailing out again

No, this one I?

ve made for you, I?

ve made for you

Now, everyone?

s forgotten what they came here for

They were once in a garden, now, they?

re going to war

And while your tiny heart flutters, between my fingers and my thumb

There?

s some sporty nose soldier laughing and joking

And poking her gun

This place is made of blood and bones

Expect you?

ve seen better homes

But this one I?

ve made for you

I?

ve seen your heart, I know your name

So don?

t go bailing out again

No, this one I?

ve made for you

This place is made of hearts and souls

Of broken crowns and little holes

But this one I?

ve made for you

I?

ve seen your heart, I know your name

So don?

t go bailing out again

No, this one I?

ve made for you, I made for you