Hearts fixed

Hearts are always getting broken,
Why don't we stop breakin hearts,
and take time to start mending them,
I'll mend yours if you mend mine.

Just give me your lips,
and I'll take a taste,
Then I know you care,
and that you are attempting.

Hearts don't need,
Tape,
Needles,
Band-aids,
All they need is love,
and time to mend slowly.

Just give me your lips,
and I'll take a taste,
Then I know you care,
and that you are attempting.

No thread needed,
Just a hand,
and some love,
should heal it,
in no time.

Just give me your lips,
and I'll take a taste,
Then I know you care,
and that you are attempting.

© Becky Baillargeon 2009