The Last Song

See, what would be the best thing to be given away
You see, I have been listening to the little voice inside

I'm not hurt, so why am I crying?
been shoved in the dirt, pinned with my back to the wall.
when you're not around, why am I lonely?
what's lost will be found,
pieces will fall back to where they belong,
Oh, pieces will fall from this last song.

Had my breakfast at two in the morning
the sun's not even up on this side of my heart
spent the night tossing and turning
even with happy thoughts inside

this last song in my heart
I hope, I really hope that, you could hear it
this last song, I'll keep it inside