Scars

I used to dream that we'd move somewhere

That one day would show

Deep in the lines that appear around our eyes

Oh lines they look like roads

Roads only old age knows

Memories that we'd forge together

Would run through our veins

Stay in the blood and would never drain

Painted in our heads

Stained in the deepest red

But I don't want some art on my sleeve

No I want to love laugh cry and grieve

Over something that's real

Oh I just want to feel

A scar no one else can steal

Now that he's gone I will never know what a scar feels like

Yes I've been bruised but just on one side

I need this

On me like a kiss

But I don't want a tattoo on my skin

No I want a scar

Something I cannot pin on myself when I choose

No I don't want to lose