Be

A rewrite of an old poem. Not happy with the drums at all, but God knows when I'll get around to messing with them.

Fall into me
I am a porcelain dish
I am your own little fish
Hook line and sinker
Wrapped round your finger

Fall into me
I am a river so deep
I am your favorite treat
Sugar and sweet jam
Melting in your hands

Whatever you want me to be
Whatever you want me to be
I'll be

Hold on to me
I am a charm on a string
I am a delicate thing
Didn't know your touch
Could damage me this much

Hold on to me
I think I'm falling apart
I am a shattered glass heart
Broken by your lips
Begging to be fixed

Whatever you want me to be
Whatever you want me to be
I'll be

I'm pent up
Release me
I'm your clay
So knead me
I'm crashing
On your shores
I just want
To be yours

Come back to me
I am a sky colored gray
I think I'm fading away
Turned into your ghost
Haunting your bedposts

Come back to me
I am a book in the dark
I am page without marks
Empty and see through
Nothing without you

Whatever you want me to be
Whatever you want me to be

Whatever you want me to be
Whatever you want me to be
I'll be