A piece of my heart There is a piece of my heart missing, it left this earth with you, the day your heart stopped beating, I swore mine stopped beating too. The days that turned to years, I wonder how they could have flown, because each moment has felt so much emptier since the angels called you home. I question how the world kept turning, when my life stopped in its tracks, and I realised how little value materials have because I'd give anything to have you back. But somehow I know that you're still with me, I hold on to every sign that you send, until the day we are back together, that piece of my heart is yours to lend.