I am two different halves of one broken heart
On one side, I watch as my life falls apart
On the other, I stand firm and strong from the start
I am two different halves of one broken heart

I am two falling leaves from one dying tree
On one side, a frail broken skeleton I see
On the other, a bright crimson flame, I float free
I am two falling leaves from one dying tree

I am two leering faces on one shifting mask
On one side, in laughter and smiling I bask
On the other, I die in a cold, tear-filled cask
I am two leering faces on one shifting mask

I am two dueling weights in one balance scale
On one side, I tumble to depths chill and pale
On the other, I soar the bright sky to hail
I am two dueling weights in one balance scale

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A piece of me standing so firm and so strong
Sustaining and carrying others along
My other half falling, a sad, dying song
Searching for support in a hostile throng

I need to find Someone to be there for me
To replace the hope I no longer see
To fill me where I poured into others’ pleas
Help me cast this dying piece of me free

I don’t want to stay captive to my old sin
I want to get rid of my half that’s worn thin
Give G.od my life and let Him enter in
Stop searching for strength and let His love win

I know I should throw away the worse part
But I do not know how to make a fresh start
I should cast it aside, before life falls apart
But I know I can’t live with just half of a heart