All of these words on the paper.
All of these thoughts in my head.
Deals i’ve made with the maker.
The need that sleeps in my vain.
All of these stones in my pocket.
Day dreams i’ve left on the shore.
The jagged half of a locket.
I lay it all at your door.
Chorus
I bring it to you…
There’s beauty in all that you do.
I bring you the scraps that make up my soul.
You make me whole.
I’m gold when i bring it to you.
Songs i’ve shouted to heaven.
Secrets i’ve kept in a box.
The Isaacs I Bring It To You
Trust never given.
Keys that don’t fit any locks.
Bridge
oh…Oh…Oh…Oh…oh
oh…Oh…Oh…Oh…oh…..oh…Oh…Oh…Oh…oh…oh…oh
but now more than anything i bring you love.
I bring you love.
There’s beauty in all that you do.
I bring you the scraps that make up my soul.
You make me whole.
I’m gold when i bring it to you.
I bring it to you.
I bring it to you.
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