sleepless nights and senseless fights
many that i´ve known
are proportional to the desperate hours
spent on the telephone

now i´m sitting here trying to get through to god
screaming in a microphone
singing, watch out for me cause it´s plain to see
i can´t make it on my own

when all i got are them

[chorus]
bits and pieces
of my sorrow and regret
a memorial for lovers
and a covenance they respect

and though here on this young man´s face
a tear trace you detect
well it´s only for the bits and pieces
that i can recollect

[bridge]
i had to let you know
so you´ll try to understand
it wasn´t a scheme it was a foolish dream
that didn´t work out like i planned
just didn´t work out like i planned
hey tell me that you understand, yeah

so give me back my music
and those off-stage whispered cues
cause i got me a ten song repitoire
hey it includes a sad song too

so when you see me serenading the darkness
you´ll know exactly who i´m singing to
and those tears are only for the years
i may just spend with you

but all i´m left with is

bits and pieces...