Broken
I know you don't wanna say goodbye yet,
But she can't survive here with just a petal.
You still have one wish, but it'd be useless.
More than roses have died in this desert.
Child, it seems that younger and younger,
They start to wipe your minds clean.
But how, I wonder, just barely under,
Do your eyes continue sparkling?
And I never want to open up your eyes.
Everything's broken.
And I never want to open up your heart.
Everything's broken.
I don't understand why they are gone,
Or what reason there is to be strong.
I still try to love but I'm in a place where doing what's right is so wrong.
But if you see, ignore the gun,
We are still fighting for life.
Here's our wish just to exist in more than our eyes.
And I never want to open up your eyes.
Everything's broken.
And I never want to open up your heart.
Everything's broken.
Do you see what I see?
Do you feel what I feel?
It doesn't matter until we see broken lives heal.
Do you see what I see?
Do you feel what I feel?
It doesn't matter until we see broken lives heal, oh whoa oh, no, oh, yeah.
And I find it hard to open up my mouth.
Will they hear what's spoken?
But I saw when I opened up my eyes, invisible children.
Broke, but not broken.
Broke, but not broken.
But she can't survive here with just a petal.
You still have one wish, but it'd be useless.
More than roses have died in this desert.
Child, it seems that younger and younger,
They start to wipe your minds clean.
But how, I wonder, just barely under,
Do your eyes continue sparkling?
And I never want to open up your eyes.
Everything's broken.
And I never want to open up your heart.
Everything's broken.
I don't understand why they are gone,
Or what reason there is to be strong.
I still try to love but I'm in a place where doing what's right is so wrong.
But if you see, ignore the gun,
We are still fighting for life.
Here's our wish just to exist in more than our eyes.
And I never want to open up your eyes.
Everything's broken.
And I never want to open up your heart.
Everything's broken.
Do you see what I see?
Do you feel what I feel?
It doesn't matter until we see broken lives heal.
Do you see what I see?
Do you feel what I feel?
It doesn't matter until we see broken lives heal, oh whoa oh, no, oh, yeah.
And I find it hard to open up my mouth.
Will they hear what's spoken?
But I saw when I opened up my eyes, invisible children.
Broke, but not broken.
Broke, but not broken.
Credits
Writer(s): David Archuleta, Jonathan Fenton Hunt
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